Gu Qingcheng smiled sweetly but didn't say anything.
Huo Sicheng stared at Gu Qingcheng with his dark eyes.
Her long black hair fell over her shoulders. Under her black eyebrows, a pair of bright, smiling eyes were clear and gentle. Her beautiful face was so radiant that it outshone everything else.
He was tempted.
Pressing the button on the wheelchair, he moved closer to Gu Qingcheng and leaned in for a kiss on her lips.
"You're not going to tell me?" His voice was low and magnetic.
Gu Qingcheng felt Huo Sicheng's cold lips on hers. "Why did you raise me for so many years?" she asked him sweetly.
Huo Sicheng kissed Gu Qingcheng again and said softly, "Because I like you."
