Gu Zihao You looked at Tang Luoxin's back with bottomless eyes. His handsome face was wrinkled. Perhaps only he knew what he was thinking.

Seeing that Gu Zihao didn't respond, Ji Baining stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder. A trace of anger appeared on his face, "I'm talking to you. What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think of anything. Shall we go?" Gu Zihao hugged Ji Baining's slender waist and kissed her on the face.

Ji Baining saw ...