Just opening the door, Gu Qianqian was taking forever to come back.
Su Ling remained calm, but Yu Xiajing couldn't hold back any longer. She rushed out with a lollipop in her mouth, "Who's here? Isn't it a male god?"
"Of course it's a male god..."
A voice, clear and elegant, carrying the unique gentle magnetism of Nie Mingfeng. Yu Xiajing's eyes widened, and then she nodded frantically like a machine, "Yes, yes! It is a male god, definitely a male god..." But it was not the male god they were waiting for.
"Aren't you going to invite me in to sit?"
Gu Qianqian dared to think, yet shook her head and said, "It might be inconvenient!"
Hearing this, Nie Mingfeng didn't get upset, he just looked disappointed and said, "Rejected huh! How awkward..."
