Xiao Liulang's chest felt like it had been violently kneaded by someone, and he looked at her with disbelief and a complex expression.
Why?
Why are you so good to me?
I don't deserve it.
Gu Jiao continued chopping wood and said, "The hot water is ready. You should go bathe and sleep, I'll be done soon."
As soon as she finished speaking, she put down the saw and said, "I'll go fetch the water instead."
Xiao Liulang grabbed her arm and looked at her with deep eyes, "Jiaojiao."
"Hmm?"
"Don't be so good to me."
I won't want to let go.
If one day you regret it, I might do anything to keep you by my side.
I'm not a good person, not as harmless as you think I am.
Gu Jiao met his complex gaze and said candidly, "You're also very good to me."
Xiao Liulang's heart suddenly became a mess.
He took a deep breath, slowly lifted his hand, and his fingertips gently touched her cheek, "Foolish girl, you will regret it."