"Like Chen Ruoya? Huh?" Lin Qian gritted his teeth tightly and stared at Gu Yang, who was half a head shorter than him.
"I don't like it, I don't like it!" Gu Yang blushed and looked at Lin Qian.
"Like Chen Ruoxian? Huh?" Lin Qian clenched his fists and lightly knocked on Gu Yang's head.
"I don't like it either!" Gu Yang's face turned even redder and he looked at Lin Qian shyly.
"Then who do you like?" Lin Qian unconsciously raised the corners of his lips. "I like..." Just when the blushing boy was about to say the most important word. With a bang, Lin Qian's head hit the table.
... Dream.
He looked back at Gu Yang, who was playing with the king with a ferocious expression. Then thinking about Gu Yang who was as shy as a doll in his dream, Lin Qian sighed.
"Alas." Gu Yang like that doesn't exist.
But who made him like Gu Yang, a fool like him?
His own daughter-in-law will be pampered even on her knees.