Gu Nanfeng's crimson gaze tightly settled on the little hand that lay across his waist, "Keke, can you?"
"No!"
If she weren't a professional, it would be odd if she could, yet being so openly scorned, Han Kekou felt annoyed, "I can learn if I don't know, I'm not stupid!"
Gu Nanfeng: "..."
"Good!"
Gu Nanfeng felt as if his heart was about to leap out, and after several stifled attempts, he finally managed to utter one word forcefully, "Then learn!"
"Oh!"
Han Keke uttered a soft "Oh," her heartbeat quickening against the man's back, clearly feeling his ramrod-straight body suddenly stiffen. So, it turned out she wasn't the only one feeling nervous!
"Cough cough..."
Seeing this, Han Keke seriously cleared her throat and reassured him in a solemn voice, "Brother, don't be nervous, I'll be gentle!"
Gu Nanfeng: "..."
She would be gentle?
Wasn't that something he was supposed to say? How had it come to be her turn to say it?
