655 taels of the second watch_3

A breath that belonged solely to him suddenly enveloped Gu Jiao.

A streak of pale moonlight seeped through the gap in the curtain, slanting across his brows and eyes.

In the past, she only thought that Jingkong was an eyelash spirit, but upon closer inspection, it turned out Xiao Hen was one too.

Gu Jiao was once again transfixed by the sight of him.

Xiao Hen was both annoyed and amused. He had mustered so much courage to make such a shameless move, yet she was only focused on admiring his face.

Gu Jiao sat in the carriage seat, staring at him without blinking.

Xiao Hen lifted the hand that had been toying with her fingertips, lightly pinched her chin, and asked hoarsely, "Do you remember the other thing yet?"

After his voice change period was completely over, Xiao Hen's voice became more pleasant by the day, young and clear, yet with a mesmerizing magnetism of an adult man.

Gu Jiao's soul was utterly enchanted.