1693. Uncle Gu, are you willing to marry me?
"Pfft!"
In the darkness, Gu Yichen seemed to hear the sound of himself coughing up blood.
It was clearly such a romantic proposal, but why did it sound so bizarre coming from Nie Xiaoxun's mouth?
Partners in crime?
Together to the Yellow Spring?
What the heck?
But... why did Uncle Gu's mouth involuntarily tug into a slight smile?
Looking closer, redness had already spread across that impossibly handsome face.
Even those usually deep eyes seemed to twinkle with starlight and brilliance.
Nie Xiaoxun's gaze was fixed on Gu Yichen:
Watching his breath becoming slightly rapid, his gaze brightening, and even his face turning red...
Hmm...
Does this mean I've succeeded with him?
Nie Xiaoxun cautiously looked at Gu Yichen, tentatively asking: "Professor Gu?"
Normally eloquent Uncle Gu, at this moment, seemed to have something stuck in his throat, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Uncle Gu, you... your face is red..."
