Little Gu Ci and Little Third Master
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Lu Zhiyuan's face slightly changed. He became sensitive and suspicious again. Does Gu Ci know whether it was Third Master or him who came to her at night? If she knows, who does she care about, him or Third Master?
Filled with fear and doubt born out of love, he couldn't help but wonder who Gu Ci really liked.
"What's wrong?" Gu Ci asked.
"I'm thinking about what gift to give you," Lu Zhiyuan smirked. "Cici, you lack nothing. Why not let me be your gift?"
Gu Ci's ears turned red, and her neck flushed slightly. She had turned eighteen, so it wasn't impossible.
Lu Zhiyuan was originally teasing her, but as he stared at her blushing ears, a knot formed in his throat. Their eyes met, and sparks flew between them. Lu Zhiyuan imagined what Gu Ci might be imagining. He quickly got up and said, "I... I'll go upstairs first."
"Third Brother, the rose flowers."