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Gu Jue reached out and took hold of Su Wan's small hand, his expression stern, yet his eyes were incredibly tender.
"Wanwan, let's go," he said.
"Mm."
The next moment, Gu Jue scooped Su Wan into his arms, while the White Tiger hurriedly fluttered in mid-air, scattering flowers.
The others followed impressively behind, then boarded other flying vehicles.
Even though Gu Jue walked steadily, Su Wan still wrapped her arms around his neck and sneakily watched him.
The Commander still presented a cool demeanor.
Speaking of which, during his Manic-Depressive Period, he appeared so very gentle.
Usually, he is so abstinent and cool.
They are, after all, the same features.
"What are you looking at?"
Caught in the act, Su Wan wasn't shy, and boldly flirted, "I'm looking at my husband."
The Commander's jaw tensed, and his Adam's apple bobbed, "Endure during the day, you can have your fill at night."
Su Wan: "..."
Had she just been counter-flirted by the cool Commander?
