Gu Qiqi deeply understood that men would definitely think about that kind of thing every few minutes.
He didn’t say it, not because he didn’t want to, but because he was enduring it!
She rolled her eyes at Gong Jue in annoyance. Gu Qiqi directly held the hands of the two little guys and didn’t go with him.
Gong Jue was not annoyed. Instead, he stood behind her and silently and handsomely gestured at the waiter.
The waiter understood and quickly nodded.
After they sat down, Gu Qiqi realized that something was wrong.
“Why aren’t the children sitting with us?”
The entire restaurant was still reserved.
Gong Jue also reserved the same old seat from three years ago -- the long french-style long table with a ceremonial feel, facing the window and looking at the sea.
However, Little Tuan Zi and Little Milk Bun were arranged to sit at a long table a little further away by another window.
Faced with Gu Qiqi’s question, Gong Jue was very calm.
