Even Qi Yue, the person rushing the plan, felt the pace was a bit too fast...
What baffled her even more was whether the process of her confession, pursuit, and dating was a bit too smooth?
She even suspected that Gu Huai was blinded by lard...
Recalling how she had confessed to Chu Mufan years ago, she spent several nights drafting, revising, and scrapping countless versions—her energy spent was no less than writing a college entrance exam essay.
But with Gu Huai, her single experience of confessing was completely useless, and she never guessed his reactions correctly...
What was worse, at this moment, her self-control was like ice cream under the sun, quickly melting, seduced bit by bit by Gu Huai's indulgent tenderness in his eyes...
Just when Qi Yue almost couldn't resist "speeding," a loud noise came from the door to the rooftop, followed by four people tumbling out like a snowball...
Qi Yue: "..."
Gu Huai: "..."