Chapter 288 Who Attached the Label?_2

When the fat pigeons of Old Town Square cooed on the windowsill, Gu Ran was massaging Zhuang Jing and at the same time, he recounted everything that had happened last night.

"Can you always see them?" Zhuang Jing asked pensively, her voice slightly unfocused.

"I can only see them when I want to," Gu Ran stayed in Su Qing's room under the pretense of conducting an experiment.

Science is wonderful, making life better.

"Take a look at mine," Zhuang Jing said.

"Then I... Excuse me," Gu Ran felt this was an invasion of privacy, especially since it was Zhuang Jing, and naturally felt it was an offensive act, hence the subconscious apology.

He looked at Zhuang Jing, first captivated by her jet-black hair, each strand seemingly made of the finest silk.

Next was her face, flawless and jade-like, irresistibly inviting closeness, tempting one to smell, to confirm if it was a perfect blend of beauty and fragrance.

Finally, Gu Ran looked at the top of her head.