"What are you doing?" Gu Fuqiao tried to push Yan Zhen Guo away, but he caught her hand.
Yan Zhen Guo looked at Gu Fuqiao as if to say, "Why are you interrupting me?"
But that look... made it seem like he was very righteous. Gu Fuqiao frowned slightly, then said to Yan Zhen Guo, "Old Yan, do you realize that this situation isn't one for fooling around?"
Yan Zhen Guo frowned at Gu Fuqiao's words, then said, "No, but... I wasn't thinking of fooling around."
Yan Zhen Guo's tone was very serious, as if he was wondering what she was thinking, which only made Gu Fuqiao seem a bit less serious. She paused for a moment, then looked at Yan Zhen Guo and said, "Then what's with your hand? Don't tell me your hand is cold and you want to warm it up."
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen Guo's handsome features relaxed. He glanced at Gu Fuqiao and whispered in her ear, "If I wanted to warm up, it wouldn't be here."
After saying this, Yan Zhen Guo's hand moved up a little.
