"Nobody else is around," Gu Ran laughed, his hand lingering, gently caressing.
The palm felt both the texture of denim and the smoothness of what seemed to be delicate, shapely legs.
"For you, Gu Ran, are He Qingyan and Chen Ke just 'nobody else'?" Su Qing's expression remained indifferent, her tone calm, as if discussing the weather of the day.
Not good!
Since they usually moved in a group of at least three, Gu Ran had no chance to get close to Su Qing, and likewise, Su Qing hadn't found the opportunity to talk to him about this matter in detail.
Now he had found his opportunity, and so had Su Qing!
But what was he afraid of?
Or to put it another way, was fear useful? Or did he plan to avoid Su Qing for the rest of his life, never to be alone with her?
Gu Ran knelt down right there.
Su Qing, with a cotton swab in her right hand and iodine in her left, looked at Gu Ran kneeling before her.
