Huo Sicheng brought Gu Qingcheng's small hand to his lips and gently kissed it.
"I am not surprised by these irrelevant people," he said while placing Gu Qingcheng's hand over his heart, "I only care about you."
Gu Qingcheng was startled by Huo Sicheng's gesture, her gaze falling on her hand over his heart.
His warm body temperature permeated through the palm of her hand, bringing her a sense of warmth.
The steady beating of his heart under her hand seemed to express his care and affection for her with every beat.
Her heart, uncontrollably, began to race, and she playfully admonished, "I was telling you about Chu He, and here you are flirting with me."
Huo Sicheng's eyes, bright and intense, looked earnestly at Gu Qingcheng. "I am not flirting with you, I am seriously telling you that I care about you, deeply."
Gu Qingcheng's cheeks flushed with shyness.
Huo Sicheng was particularly sweet-talking today.
