Gu Qian's dream leaned back, his eyes glowed with confusion and fantasy, and he was looking at him in a complicated way.

The white neck, with a perfect arc, stretches back and forth, making the hair dance and agitate gently with the wind.

This moment is quiet and beautiful.

No impurities exist.

Close your eyes and enjoy the moment comfortably.

So is Qicheng.

Qicheng reaching for her waist and gently asked, "Did you hesitate that day? When shooting at me..."

This is a sensitive issue.

Gu Qianmeng did not expect that Qicheng would ask himself, so he hesitated a little, "I..."

"Think it over, don't you really hesitate?"

Qicheng then...