“Yes. I swear, next time when you drive the yacht, I will never ask this question.” Gu Yan raised her hand formally and swore. Mo Yichen laughed out loud. He knew that even though the next time they encountered such a situation, Gu Yan would still be worried and still ask. Maybe she just wouldn’t ask this question.

“No, I want you to ask next time. I like your silly look.” Mo Yichen teased her, knowing that no one could resist sweet words. He thought it was sweet word, ...