Disfigured

Huo Sicheng saw the love in Gu Qingcheng's eyes.

He reached out and held her slender hand.

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

"No." Gu Qingcheng shook her head. "You haven't answered my question."

Huo Sicheng caressed Gu Qingcheng's palm gently.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace. He let her sit on his lap and brought her to the kitchen.

"I haven't eaten breakfast either. I'm waiting for you in the living room," he replied.

Gu Qingcheng was shocked. She couldn't help but think back to the days when Huo Sicheng would always be waiting for her in the living room when she returned to Wanmei Villa.

She said with certainty, "You haven't slept in the living room since last night, waiting for me."

Huo Sicheng placed the milk in front of Gu Qingcheng.

"Yes."