Lin Tang was about to see them out, but Gu Yingzhou stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder.
"Rest, you don't need to see out your own people." He said.
Thinking of the story she drew and wrote, his face was adorned with a clear, handsome smile.
Finally, he had found the time to praise the young lady. With the calmness of an old cadre, he said, "The story was written fabulously!"
Lin Tang met his deep, black, bright eyes, which seemed to be immersed with stars from the night sky, and her heart fluttered.
She reached out to hug Gu Yingzhou's waist and tiptoed to knock her chin against the man's chest.
Giggling, she said, "You praise me so earnestly, I'm going to get conceited."
Even if he was just coaxing her, she was happy.
Who would not like to hear such sweet talk? It was like pouring honey into her heart, making her whole body feel at ease.
Gu Yingzhou wrapped his arms around Lin Tang's waist to ease her burden.
