This didn't look like Qiaoqiao was about to flick his forehead, but rather as if she wanted to kiss it.
Gu Qingfeng snorted coldly, Qiaoqiao, that girl, was smiling so happily at that stinky Qin boy.
He was displeased.
The result of his displeasure was Gu Qingfeng striking the floor a few times with his cane, followed by a few heavy coughs.
"Cough cough cough..."
Qiaoqiao was startled by the sudden noise.
There were people in this train carriage, but not many.
Especially near them, there were no other passengers; in this half of the sleeper car, there were only the four of them.
Qiaoqiao didn't know, but Qin Yize did—that Old Patriarch Gu, with his vast wealth and grand presence, disliked crowded and noisy places, so he had bought thirty tickets in one go...
Therefore, Old Patriarch Gu's cough made Qiaoqiao come to a realization.
Looking down, she saw her hand was also held by Qin Yize.
