It was because those words did not sound like something that Gu Jue would say. He was a person who would never say words like "help,""please,""thank you," let alone the word "accompany."
Feng Yan's heart ached as he looked at Gu Jue, who was being a little careful, or rather, innocent.
He had never seen Gu Jue like this before. Love was really an incredible thing.
He also said that he wasn't very picky, which was enough to show that he had the mentality of "a woman looks for the man she likes."
"Let's go!" Feng Yan stood up, and before he could break down, he turned and left.
He had never felt that the word "f * ck" could describe a person's mood so easily.
The word 'f * ck' was better than anything he said about being depressed and wanting to explode. It made him feel better to shout it out.
Feng Yan wasn't someone who knew how to shop. Their clothes were all custom-made, so when had he ever come to the mall to buy things himself?
