He stood there, dumbfounded, "Am I, am I seeing ghosts?"
Gu Jiao hadn't expected that in the time it took to buy cookies, she would be abducted on the street without anyone noticing, still clamped in someone's arms around her waist.
This familiar posture, this familiar formula…
The fear of being dominated by a tossed pen surged through her again.
Gu Jiao maintained a cool expression on her petite face, deciding to drop her idol burdens and shout in the street, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a gust of wind rushed at her face, puffing her cheeks...
Gu Jiao was taken to Vermilion Bird Avenue by Long Yi.
Long Yi didn't need to take a back door, nor a front one, he simply descended from the sky and landed in Princess Xinyang's courtyard.
Gu Jiao looked at the courtyard full of purple and red flower buds, and the gates of her memory whipped open.
She had been here before.