Huo Jingting's lips twitched slightly. She really could ask anything.
He turned his head to look out the window, his gaze indifferent. The gentleness on his profile had a surreal beauty, "No."
His first time had already been given to her three years ago, in a cruel way.
Upon hearing this, Gu Nanqiao's eyelids twitched slightly. Although she had expected it, hearing him admit it still gave her a slight sting.
They had once promised each other to save their first time for one another.
Even though that promise had long been voided, those youthful times had truly existed, and the promises made then had been the purest. Now, recalling them, she couldn't help feeling emotional.
...
...
When they arrived at the Gu Mansion, the sky had already turned slightly dark.
Only Gu Yuanshan was at home. When they entered, he was sitting on the living room sofa reading the newspaper. Hearing the noise at the entrance, he looked up.