บท 1757: The So-Called Perfect Match

Gu Xijiu looked at her surroundings and saw a sunset the size of a bowl. The sky was getting noticeably darker with a few orange clouds still floating in the sky.

"The sunset is very beautiful, but it doesn't last; just like Huang Tu. Why do you have to be so obsessed with him? I'm your sunshine! I'm brighter than the sunset…"

Gu Xijiu remained silent while she was playing with a bamboo shoot. It was really awkward for her to listen to him expressing his feelings like a poet. The bamboo shoot in her hand was very young to the extent she could squeeze some juice out of it.

"Xijiu, the animals know where is good to be their habitat; hence, you should know who is best for you. We can go everywhere together; we can rule the world together and be at the top of the world together if you're willing to be with me. We can spend time together every day and enjoy the wonders of life. We are a perfect match…" Long Moyan began to create a sweet dream for her.