Night, moonlight, stars, cold again pushed open the door of the study, with a trace of hesitation and uneasiness slowly walked in, young and beautiful face, marked on the kind of love sadness that does not belong to her age.

"What's wrong?" Gu Qianmou put down her military books and frowned at her present cautious behavior.

"Gu Qianmou, let's have a chat." The cold smile, such as the water in the clear eyes of a cunning light, only for him to blossom.

"Go ahead! What would you like to talk about? Gu Qianmou stood up, took her to the sofa and sat down. She was curious about what she was...