Gu Yang looked at Feng Jue's message and was slightly stunned. She couldn't help but think about this question.
There was no doubt that she was moved by Feng Jue.
After all, who wouldn't like such a beautiful and obedient young man?
Although it might be his disguise, it happened to hit her preferences.
However, she vaguely felt that Feng Jue's feelings for her were very deep. This little bit of temptation was completely insufficient to his deep feelings for her.
Just as Gu Yang was staring at those words for such a long time that she was starting to not understand them, Feng Jue poked her arm gently.
Gu Yang looked up at him.
Under the warm light, the young man's face was exquisite, fair, and delicate. His lips were slightly pursed as he looked at her intently.
His eyes were filled with grievance as if he was about to cry.
Gu Yang's heart suddenly ached.
