"Are you ready? Uncle, how are you ready? Weren't you not coming home?"
Luo Qingli withdrew her hand and placed it on Gu Yuying's shoulder, her fox-like eyes filled with surprise and confusion.
How was it that Gu Yuying seemed like a treasure box, able to handle anything?
He was like a prophet, nothing seemed to challenge him.
Luo Qingli even felt that a man like Gu Yuying didn't need any butler or assistant.
He could solve all problems by himself, rendering those people irrelevant.
"Qingqing, are you trying to pin me to the bed?" His slender phoenix eyes half-closed, the corners crinkled upward, his unfathomably playful gaze teasing her.
"Uncle, you've become naughty, how can you keep flirting with me..." Luo Qingli felt that her IQ and EQ had reached good levels, but she could never keep up with Gu Yuying's pace.
