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Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Gu Huai'an, a young scion of the No. 01 Courtyard Manor, had become the chief commander at Dragon Aviation Command Center at a very young age. He was known for his cold demeanor and seldom smiled or laughed. Not only did he come from a distinguished family, but he was also the unattainable gem of Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Suddenly one day, he heard someone calling him "little brother." When he followed the voice, a pretty girl with an indifferent face asked, "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" Yet at the same time: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【There are mountains beyond mountains, buildings beyond buildings, but little brother is handsome and gentle.】 【Little brother, hug!】 Gu Huai'an: …… The little girl's mouth, deceptive as a ghost's. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrated into a period novel and became a minor villainess who was soon eliminated – a role too small to be smaller. On her first day in the book, she stood in the Song family courtyard, trying hard to recall why the entire Song family would be wiped out in the story. In the end, she failed to notice the collective petrified expressions of the Song family members. Later… Her father became the richest man, her brother a top lawyer, her younger brother a scientist, her younger aunt a singer, and even her grandmother became a landlady. She herself turned into everyone's beloved darling. Song Yunuan: What happened to the hellish start I was promised?

Joe Yishui · Urbano
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676 Chs

Chapter 286: Want to Touch

Gu Huai'an looked down and shook his head, "I've never eaten it."

Song Yunuan immediately extended a warm invitation, "Come, give it a try."

It was inconvenient to hold, so she poured a few into Gu Huai'an's palm.

Afterward, she paused for a moment.

It was the first time Song Yunuan seriously looked at Gu Huai'an's hand.

It was very clean; indeed, the palm of his hand was very white.

His knuckles well-defined, his fingers long and jade-like.

[Brother's hands are really nice-looking, I want to touch!]

Song Yunuan's hand was eager to try.

Gu Huai'an, without changing his expression, withdrew his hand.

He also stepped back.

Want to touch?

Just wait then.

He then watched Song Yunuan, who always blurted out bold words — indeed, one could never tell just by looking at her surface.