Ming Yao's lips curved into a smile, "I haven't decided yet, I'll let Fourth Master know when I do~"
Gu Siting, "Don't fucking act coy in front of me!"
Ming Yao blinked, "I'm not, you just haven't seen me really act coy yet!"
Gu Siting imagined for a moment the Little Maid acting genuinely coy, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps on his arms.
He was really quite ill.
To actually exchange so many words with this Little Maid.
With a cold face, he no longer spoke another word to her and strode away.
That retreating figure did seem to carry a hint of flustered escape.
Ming Yao couldn't help but suppress a chuckle.
Who would have thought, Tyrant Gu was such a romantic!
She said a few casual words, and he seemed a bit overwhelmed.
But—
Ming Yao touched her face.
Why would he doubt that Mu Chengjin would be interested in her current appearance?
Could it be that these Young Masters, having grown tired of beautiful women, now preferred the ones a bit less pretty?