Seeing Su Yunling silent, Gu Zhiqi slightly tilted her head up, continued to look at Su Yunling, and murmured softly, "Why aren't you speaking, do you really dislike it?"
Looking at the person leaning against him, Su Yunling also reached out to embrace her, feeling an unprecedented sense of contentment.
He smiled gently at Gu Zhiqi and said, "How could I?"
Putting aside the truth of whether she's over eight hundred years old.
He likes her, and it has nothing to do with age.
Receiving a satisfactory answer, Gu Zhiqi's eyes curved, and she rubbed lightly against Su Yunling's chest.
How nice, now she has a human pillow.
Su Yunling slightly lowered his eyes, looking at the person leaning against him, his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
The more he wanted to control it, the more uncontrollable it became.
So, Su Yunling chose to shift his focus, "Are you and Fu Lao Er very close?"
