But speaking of Gu Changqing, he took Gu Yan out of the residence and rode on horseback to send Gu Yan back to Bishui Alley.
Both of them rode the same horse, with Gu Yan sitting in the front.
The figure of the sixteen-year-old boy could not block Gu Changqing's line of sight; Gu Changqing gripped the reins tightly with both hands, encircling him in his arms.
Gu Yan's excitement had faded, and now he truly felt a bit sleepy, his slender body leaning against Gu Changqing's sturdy chest, his little head bobbing up and down as if pecking like a chicken.
Gu Changqing was both amused and exasperated, freeing one hand to wrap around his slender waist, "Feeling sleepy now?"
"Hmm?" Gu Yan murmured drowsily with a hum, then immediately straightened up, opening his eyes wide and said with great clarity, "I'm not sleepy!"
Gu Changqing saw through it but said nothing, just laughed and asked, "How did you find out those things?"
Gu Yan said proudly, "Investigated, of course. I'm so smart!"