Xu Huanwen found himself enjoying Gu Lan, mainly because Gu Lan's mind jumped around so much, as if the only way to see her expression clearly was to trap her in his arms like this.
After Gu Lan returned to the house, Xu Huanwen walloped Gu Lan against the wall, watching Gu Lan's expression intently, tracing the contours of Gu Lan's face with his eyes.
He himself carried a suave and noble aura that belonged to a man, and when he looked at Gu Lan, his eyes were deep and charming-
Then, this handsome man with deep eyes was thrown out by Gu Lan pinching his neck.
Wall thumping or whatever, for Gu Lan, it was simply funny, okay?
Xu Huanwen staggered and stabilized himself, he didn't know what expression he should show at this point, but he felt a bit amused himself as his hand was stuck in his own hair, ruffling the strands of hair in front of his forehead.
"Hitting pretty hard."