Xia Xiaodie approached Gu Yilin bit by bit. Even though she did not raise her head, she could feel countless envious and jealous gazes falling on her.
She lowered her wings and did not look at Gu Yilin’s handsome face. However, she saw that he was wearing an exquisite handmade white shirt. The sleeves of the clean shirt were buttoned with shiny silver buttons, the expensive steel watch on his wrist was exposed, and his large hands were well-defined.
His hands were gentle and beautiful. They were not inferior to the hands of a doctor or a pianist.
At this moment, Gu Yilin’s deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears, “Do you have a boyfriend?”
He asked, “Do I have a boyfriend?”?
Xia Xiaodie quickly looked up at Gu Yilin.
Gu Yilin was also looking at her.
As she looked up, their faces quickly drew closer. Xia Xiaodie could see his handsome face clearly.
