He liked her. In fact, he had only recently come to that realization. He wasn't sure when it started, but somehow, his heart became particularly concerned about this little thing.
He would often think about her, want to tease her, want to love her.
But this little thing was like a wild kitten with sharp claws, always fiercely attempting to resist him.
It was precisely because he cared about her that her resistance would make him upset.
If this little thing cared about him too, he would treat her well and not make her suffer.
Young Master Di stared at her small face, her thick lashes fanning out like tiny fans, and he couldn't resist poking her cheek.
Gu Qibao opened her eyes, "Why aren't you sleeping and poking me instead?"
"Baby," he looked at her, flames of passion in his eyes.
"Hmm?" Gu Qibao raised an eyebrow, 'Damn, he looked so flirty. What's he thinking of?'
"What?" Gu Qibao looked at him confusedly. He seemed a bit embarrassed.
