Huo Jingting approached her without attracting attention, deliberately touching her arm. In front of so many people below the stage, Gu Nanqiao couldn't make a scene, so she could only try to move her body to the side, attempting to avoid his touch.
"Xiaoqiao, I've missed you, missed you so much that my heart aches."
In the past, she always pressured him to say those sweet nothings that little girls like to hear, but he was never willing to utter them, always feeling they were too childish. Now, however, he let go and could say the cheesiest of phrases.
But she didn't want to hear them anymore.
"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you!" Gu Nanqiao blushed, sometimes she really did have thin skin. Hearing him say that, she even felt an impulse to lock his mouth shut.
What was this supposed to be?
Sweet talk?
When she needed it in the past, he was stingy with his words, and now that she didn't need them, why was he being so presumptuous?