"Who's blushing?" Gu Yu turned his head back with a hint of discomfort flickering through his dark, deep eyes.
"You are." Tang Yuran took a few steps to come face to face with Gu Yu, looked up at him, and said, "Look at you, clearly blushing."
"..."
Gu Yu slightly looked down, his gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, then he turned his head away, his voice tinged with a trace of panic, "No, I'm just... I got a bit hot from walking."
"Oh..." Tang Yuran responded with a meaningful tone, then teasingly asked him, "You got a bit hot from walking, so why are your hands still so cold??"
"..."
Gu Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned his head back toward her, and said, "Can you stop talking?"
