The little one made such a difficult request that the usually aloof and composed Dean Gu's handsome face flushed. His profession determined his personality.
Meticulous, unwavering, calm, and collected.
But ever since meeting this little rascal, Gu Qianxi felt like his personality had been forcibly bent out of shape by her.
All that aloof maturity disappeared completely in front of her.
"Keke, stop it now. If you don't sleep, your immunity will drop again," Gu Qianxi gently coaxed her, his voice deep and husky, full of masculine charm.
Even over the call, Tong Keke felt her heart itch at his words. She pouted her lips and complained, "But what if I want to listen more?"
"Tomorrow night, I'll take you out for dinner," Gu Qianxi murmured in a coaxing tone.
Hearing this, Tong Keke instantly brightened up, finally letting him off the hook. "Alright then, but you have to come pick me up early!"
