Gu Yan looked at his eyes and knew that Lu Ye must have remembered.
She smiled and said, “Ye, I was so thin and a little black back then. Why did you call me a little angel?”
“A little angel represents beauty. In My Heart, Yan Yan is the most beautiful existence.”Lu Ye looked at Gu Yan gently.
“Oh, what about Black Angel?”
Lu Ye was stunned for a moment, then he said helplessly and dotingly, “Yan Yan...”
Gu Yan’s eyes curved, and she smiled brightly. “It’s okay. Pandora and the others’existence is, black, Angel.”
Black was also a verb.
He had smeared the beautiful word ‘angel’, so there was nothing wrong with pausing for a moment.
In Lu Ye’s opinion, everything that Yan Yan said was right. He didn’t even need to think before nodding his head and agreeing to clap his hands in approval.
