Inside the carriage.
Gu Qingheng looked seriously at Yang Ruxin.
"What kind of expression is that?" Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes.
"He's still thinking about you." Gu Qingheng's expression suddenly turned aggrieved.
"That's his problem." Yang Ruxin slightly raised her eyebrows, "You're not going to get jealous, are you?"
"Not exactly jealous, just feeling uncomfortable." Gu Qingheng simply pulled her onto his lap, resting his chin in the crook of her neck, "That person is actually quite outstanding..."
"Haha." Yang Ruxin laughed, "I say, Gu General, is he more outstanding than you?"
"Seems like he's somewhat lacking."
"Then what are you worried about?" Yang Ruxin pinched Gu Qingheng's face, "I'm no longer a little girl, besides, my heart is so small that it can only hold one person, anymore and it can't fit."
Gu Qingheng said nothing more, but the curve of his lips revealed his good mood at that moment.
