Ji Shaowei, who had blue veins popping out and was smiling but not smiling, suddenly frowned, "You are indeed an idiot. How many more levels are there?"
Gu Jun sat next to Ji Shaowei and counted with his fingers, "There seems to be pink, navy blue, champagne..."
"Just say there are a few more floors left."
"The idea at the time was that it was a seven-color rainbow. Two layers have been disassembled, and there should be... Five layers." Gu Jun cautiously stretched out his right hand.
Ji Shaowei grabbed Gu Jun's collar, his eyes were as cold as December ice, "You still said you weren't playing with me?"
"Uh..." Gu Jun looked down at the hand that was holding him. It was very beautiful, fair, slender, and had well-defined joints. If the hand hadn't been too hard, Gu Jun felt that he could give it full marks.
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