Gu Yunmu felt so wronged and curled up in a ball, sitting in the corner, hugging his knees, waiting for someone to console him.
The young artist was browsing through a piece of work, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tall figure, speaking lightly, "Move a bit, you're blocking my light."
Gu Yunmu: o(╥﹏╥)o
Tuanzi continued looking at the photos, the more she looked, the more her heart was moved.
"They all look so good, it's a shame Miaomiao can't go, boo."
"You can go after the show is over," Gu Qize's tone carried a hint of laughter, "You don't have to work or go to school. Attending shows too often is too tiring."
The dark eyes turned slightly.
Tuanzi turned around and confidently retorted, "Yeah, attending shows too often, which is work, is really too tiring. Qize, are you tired usually? If you are, you should rest more, and go out more often."
Gu Qize was slightly stunned.
Is he tired usually?
