"Maybe I should learn from you and make a romantic confession to her. Do you think I can win her over?" Yan Fengchi suddenly compromised, but then shook his head, "Forget it, Luo Xi isn't Chenxing, she won't fall for that trick, and I'd rather just throw her on the bed and sort her out directly!"
Gu Shaocheng smiled slightly and made a definitive statement: "You're overly fiery, that's a sickness, you need treatment."
But no matter who suffers from this sickness, only the person who belongs to them can cure it!
Yan Fengchi downed his last sip of tea and decided to go back for his 'medicine'. Chenxing, playful as ever, came in carrying a bowl of dessert she'd made herself and asked him if he wanted some. Yan Fengchi waved his hand stepping away faster, while Gu Shaocheng chuckled from behind, "What he wants to drink right now is not sweet soup."
Chenxing didn't understand, "What does Brother Fengchi want to drink then? I can ask the butler to make it."
