Xia Yinian and Gu Yinan left, and Yu Wanqing stood up and walked to the back of Gu Beicheng.
But whenever she took half a step closer to him, a chill would immediately emanate from his body, as if rejecting anyone a thousand miles away.
The Gu Beicheng now was completely different from the languid yet charming person he was just moments ago.
Although he was still charming now, it was a rejecting kind of charming.
Inaccessible and out of reach, tantalizing yet infuriatingly so.
"Don't drink too much late at night, it's not good for your health," Yu Wanqing said softly, without getting any closer, just looking at his tall and slender silhouette.
"You should go back and rest." Gu Beicheng didn't even turn his head, his voice very light.
One could say, very cold—it was just his usual coldness.
But just now, when he was talking to Xia Yinian, there was clearly a smile in his eyes, especially when he mentioned wanting to raise a little mouse.
