Gu Yuheng's eyes suddenly narrowed, looking somewhat dangerous.
"How handsome could they be?"
Didn't that little girl's eyes work?
Those few guys—with thieving brows, mouse eyes, dull appearances, and crooked mouths—how could they possibly be considered handsome?
Since knowing her, Chuxia had never complimented him on being handsome. But now, she was praising other men in front of him?
Gu Yuheng would absolutely not admit that he was jealous.
The thick scent of lemons in the man's words could be smelled from a distance by Lin Chuxia.
She found it amusing inside, but maintained a face as if she hadn't noticed anything.
"Not bad, they do look pretty decent. But my brother Yuheng is the handsomest!"
Without a doubt, Lin Chuxia's words once again pleased the man.
"If that's the case, then don't look at them anymore, it will lower your standards."
Gu Yuheng casually snatched the cell phone from her hand, then smoothly pinned her down on the bed, gazing at her with burning eyes.
