Nie Xiaoxing's left heart suddenly pounded, staring wide-eyed at Gu Yan.
"What's with that ghost of an expression?" Gu Yan lowered his brow, speaking sternly.
Nie Xiaoxing took a deep breath, "Jin Jumo..."
"Still mentioning Little Mo Mo?" Gu Yan suddenly yelled softly.
"..." Nie Xiaoxing's shoulders lightly shook, purely startled by his sudden shout.
Gu Yan stood up, took a few big steps to sit next to Nie Xiaoxing, then rudely grasped her shoulders, turning her to face him.
Staring seriously at her, he said, "Little Mo Mo is very beautiful, has a good personality, can cook and manage the household. I did like her, but it was purely on the level of admiration and fondness."
Nie Xiaoxing frowned, "She's so perfect in your eyes."
