After a long while, Gu Lanshan finally slowly opened her eyes and looked into his. Her face still bore the flushed crimson of their past joy, and the glint in her eyes sparkled with a silk-like allure, exceptionally captivating. He couldn't help but curl his lips at her and then lowered his head to kiss her forehead gently.
Her eyelashes fluttered softly and then slowly closed.
He lingered with his lips at the center of her brows for a long time before gently shifting away. He was about to roll over and move off of her when she lifted her hand and wrapped it around his neck.
Sheng Shi lifted his eyelids to look at Gu Lanshan.
In the depths of Gu Lanshan's eyes, there was a hint of bashful shyness. Her pupils danced about, never staying fixed on Sheng Shi's face. Her lips moved for quite some time before finally mustering up the words in a hesitantly coy voice, "Shi'er, actually, I don't like Han Chengchi anymore."
