After just finishing intense exercise, he was exhausted and didn't care whether she was good-looking or not, as long as she didn't bother him.
The Twenty-Ninth Aunt stomped her feet and said coquettishly, "Old Master, why are you like this? You're not even looking."
Old Master Gu lay on the table, his eyes half-closed, feeling drowsy.
The Twenty-Ninth Aunt was too eager; he had just recovered from a serious illness and she had dragged him for intense exercise, leaving him utterly worn out.
"Huh?"
Upon hearing this, Old Master Gu opened his eyes for a moment, then perfunctorily said, "Hmm, looks good."
After speaking, he closed his eyes again and started to doze off.
"Old Master, don't sleep, I seldom get to chat with you." It was hard for her to find an opportunity to spend time with the Old Master; the Twenty-Ninth Aunt wasn't there for a secret meeting, but for another purpose.
