Not going to bed?
Heard this, Yan Zhen Guo's eyes slightly narrowed.
And seeing Yan Zhen Guo's strange look, the same as when he dragged her to bed before, Gu Fuqiao cringed slightly toward the table.
Yan Zhen Guo looked at Gu Fuqiao like this and suddenly laughed, sat at the table, and opened the lunchbox to start eating.
He just suddenly laughed... seemed to be mocking her?
Thinking about being mocked, Gu Fuqiao raised her chin and sat opposite Yan Zhen Guo: "I'm not joking with you!"
"I know." Yan Zhen Guo shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice and then looked at Gu Fuqiao with intense gaze, like a wolf. "You've never agreed, but do you think it will work?"
The answer was obviously negative.
After Yan Zhen Guo left, Ouyang Qing came out of the kitchen carrying dishes, Gu Fuqiao almost couldn't hold back her laughter seeing the plate of charred food in Ouyang Qing's hand.
