"This peach blossom cake was Qingqing's favorite in the past. To be willing to give it to you, it seems that she really likes you." Wen Guiyun saw that Jun Wu did not move and Gu Qingqing was unable to speak, so he could not help but explain on behalf of his disciple. Of course, the sourness in his words could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.
Although Jun Wu was still expressionless, he looked at Wen Guiyun with a slightly surprised gaze, as if he did not expect someone of Wen Guiyun's status to be jealous over such a small matter!
He turned his head and looked at Gu Qingqing who was still staring at him. A trace of inquiry flashed in his eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he reached out his chopsticks and picked up the pastry. Under Gu Qingqing's gaze, he placed it into his mouth.
Mmm, it was a little sweet, it was a taste that little girls liked!
