However, at this moment, she realized that Gu Youli was more attractive than yang Mengshan. It was a rare kind of charm.
Gu Huijun did not say anything for a long time and Gu Youli was also silent.
The two of them sat under the tree, quietly enjoying the cool breeze.
The night was getting darker, and the cold wind was blowing. The temperature was getting colder and colder. The breath that was gently exhaled condensed into mist and slowly rose. Fortunately, both of them were wearing down jackets.
That was until Gu Youli's phone rang.
She took out a phone and saw the name displayed on it. Gu Youli's eyes suddenly lit up and the expression on her face softened.
She picked up the call and put the earplugs on her ears, trying to stay as far away from Gu Huijun as possible.
"I'm downstairs!" A low and hoarse voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
Gu Youli was very surprised and surprised. Her chest was filled with excitement.
