Blinking her eyes with a soft voice, "But if I live at Uncle Gu's house, he's not a stranger."
Wanxia, "..."
There's quite a bit of logic to that.
No matter how she tries to argue back, it's futile.
Pea doesn't understand what happened with her aunt just now, but after crawling two laps around the living room following the cat's tail, she completely forgets about being addressed by her full name.
Wanxia looked expressionlessly towards the living room.
The man's gaze was always on Wanxia, and as she looked over, their eyes effortlessly met.
Gu Shaozhi put down his coffee, with a faint smile in his eyebrows, he spoke leisurely, "You heard it all, this isn't something I taught."
Wanxia felt like she could hear the sound of a knife being sharpened.
For a whole minute, there they were—her looking coldly, him dotingly—not on the same wavelength at all, producing not a single spark.
Wanxia withdrew her gaze.
