She simply stared at the muscle lines outlined by his tight white shirt with a black heart, when she suddenly felt a piece of clothing draped over her shoulders, and a magnetic male voice sounded above her head, "Put it on."
It's somewhat cold.
Qiao Xiguan was dumbfounded.
Gu Zichen had already pushed the wheelchair away.
The little monkey looked at them, "Mommy, aren't we leaving?"
Qiao Xiguan came to her senses, the entire person taken aback.
She hastily put on the white shirt, fastening it securely.
She always felt like the shirt still carried Gu Zichen's scent...
She bit her lip slightly.
What's with this man, why is he so inexplicably odd!
While she grumbled in her heart, a beautiful curve had already formed on her lips.
She strode over, took the little monkey's hand, then gradually walked beside Gu Zichen...
A family of three.
A sharp gaze pierced through the tall glass window, looking outside.
Watching those three figures.
