The cold wind disturbed Gu Qianmeng's hair. She could only squint her eyes and stay away from me. I don't want that person to misunderstand me.

Gu Qianmeng's sentence is already a euphemistic answer to Qicheng. She does not intentionally stimulate Qicheng, but wants him to know a fact... It's impossible between them.

"Speak, I want you to be clear..." Open the dark eyes, Qicheng asphyxiated, a trace of bitterness across the bottom of my heart.

Gu Qianmeng did not speak.

eyebrows, Qicheng little by little grasped the arm of the Thousand Dreams, let her feel the heavy in his heart, he was not happy, but also can not take...