So she expressed herself truly, "Huaihuai, you're really great!"
It was rare to see such a cute and down-to-earth expression on her face, and hearing her genuine, endearing praise, Gou Huai felt another round of thumping in his heart.
Frozen for a moment, he hurriedly lowered his head and directed his gaze to the fish soup.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, dating's not as good as drinking soup...
Damn, this soup is so white!
Gu Jiuyue happened to be ladling the soup, her pale, translucent hands against the milky color of the fish soup made a stark contrast, her skin like jade, yet the protruding knuckles resembled fish bones.
"You're too thin, drink more soup."
Pity welled up uncontrollably.
Su Huai was acutely aware that he was falling into a vortex named Gu Xiaojiu.
