Chenxing was sipping from a large coconut, gazing at the sapphire-like seawater. She turned and glanced at Gu Shaocheng on the lounge chair beside her.
With his sunglasses on, he bathed in the setting sun, looking like a lazy lion.
Chenxing craned her neck to discover that he was actually playing Match-3, which came as quite a surprise to her.
The corner of Gu Shaocheng's mouth twitched, "What are you looking at?"
"Why are you playing this game?"
"Do I not have the right to?"
Of course, he did. It was just that she found it somewhat disillusioning to see such a grown man engrossed in a game like Match-3.
Chenxing tightly pursed her lips, drew back her head, and continued drinking her coconut juice.
Gu Shaocheng gave a soft chuckle and continued with his mobile game.
However, was he really just playing a game? His mind was teeming with countless thoughts, tangled and chaotic.