Three years in high school, four years in college, and I survived the seven-year itch. Lin Ya didn't expect that Gu Yingcen would slowly abduct her away under her playful smile.
Gu Yingcen: Yaya, the gardenia is blooming.
Lin Ya: So.
Gu Yingcen: Can you marry me?
Lin Ya: Minister, tell me whether I want to get married or not.
Gu Xiaochen touched his belly and rolled his eyes. Gu Yingcen looked at his son and could only run to make milk powder.