Slapping her face, her hand also hurt a lot.
Slapping a face, the hand really hurts...
Everyone in the lobby, especially the women, were completely dumbfounded!
Even more unbelievable, the Seventh Young Master who always hated women getting close to him, actually facing the girl's embrace... not rejecting?
He really didn't reject! He even let her hang on his neck!
Xia Yinian hooked Gu Beicheng's neck with one hand, while showing off with the other.
This soft, coy demeanor, if it's not coquettishness, what is it: "Beicheng, look."
"I see it." Gu Beicheng's voice was faint, no one could tell what his mood was.
Is he happy, or angry? Really, no one could see through it.
Even Xia Yinian, in fact, was just taking a gamble, betting on the fleeting playful light in his eyes just now.
This guy, he's just watching the show!
That one of the three major customers, he seems... really didn't care much.
