"Of course, Baobei is Rong Qianchen's daughter!" Gu Qingxin answered without a change in expression, shaking off his hand and walking to the living room to sit down.
"If that's really the case, why does Baobei have the surname Gu?" Beiming Han approached, placing his hands on the armrest of the sofa, trapping her in the middle.
"Do you really want to know?" Gu Qingxin stood her ground, looking at him with steadfast eyes.
"Yes."
At such a close distance, their breaths mingled together. Beiming Han's breathing grew heavier. Her soft lips were right before his eyes, enticing his gaze.
He wanted very much to lean in and fiercely savor her sweetness.
