Hello, My Name Is Qin Zhi’ai (2)

She stopped a couple feet away from him.

Her fingers holding the glass were a bit stiff. She looked down and took a breath quietly. Then she raised her head, looked at him, handed him a glass of water, and said "Here..."

The following "you" hadn't been spoken yet, but Gu Yusheng's gloomy eyes suddenly became rather bright. His gaze, which had been fixed elsewhere, also slowly fell on her.

Not wearing high heeled shoes, she was much shorter than him. His gaze first reached her head, staying there for a moment before it slowly moved down to her beautiful eyebrows, and then the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

His fingertips, which were about to touch the glass she was holding in her hand, froze slightly. He said, "I'm sorry," in a low voice and looked away from her face, taking his cell phone out of his pocket.