"Ge Ge?"
The worry in Wen Xiangyang's eyes deepened, she had never seen Yan Ge so lost. Yan Ge always presented himself as a social elite in front of her, taking care of her like a brother, sometimes scolding her with a cold face, but this lost-looking Yan Ge was something she had never seen before.
Upon hearing Wen Xiangyang call him again, Yan Ge forcefully suppressed his intrusive thoughts.
He turned his head to look at Wen Xiangyang, intending to speak.
Who knew, at a glance, he would see the small exposed part of Wen Xiangyang's swan-like neck, the fair skin, a suspicious dark-red mark that was very glaring.
Right now, Wen Xiangyang was standing, hunched over slightly, and thus, not only was her neck exposed, but the mark was also unusually conspicuous.
Yan Ge furrowed his brows. Was this... a love bite?
Wen Xiangyang felt strange under Yan Ge's gaze.
Why is Ge Ge looking at her like that all of a sudden?
Does she have some problem?