Li Beauty glanced at him, "You sure have a sweet tongue."
"I'm just stating the facts. Almost everyone who comes to Xiangsi Garden is here for you. Just now, when they asked for another dance, the cheers were about to lift the roof." Gu Changjun adjusted his glasses, a faint smile lingering on his lips.
This utterly natural gesture made it seem as if he had always worn glasses, enhanced by the smile hidden behind those deep eyes.
Pei Yan's fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, a real treat for those who appreciate hands. The gesture of adjusting his glasses, combined with his current appearance, was the epitome of refined allure.
This even made Qin Yun momentarily lose her focus, momentarily breaking character.
She pinched her fingertips. She was now Li Beauty, not Qin Yun.
The person in front of her was Gu Changjun, not Pei Yan.
