Copywriting: "Ah! I'm going to be late." Lin Chuyi looked at the time on his phone seriously and was about to run to the door. "Lin Chuyi, stop." The person who was stopped was stunned on the spot. Gu Chumo rarely called her by her full name. "Come here." A hand hooked in her direction. "What... What?" He replied as if he was guilty. "What do you think?" Gu Chumo pointed at the orange-red carrot juice on the table. Someone immediately understood what it meant... "I won't drink, what can you do to me?" He turned around and wanted to leave. "If you dare to come out of this door, I will break your legs." A voice without any emotion came. "I..." Lin Chuyi turned around and walked a few steps to the dining table and put the cup of carrot juice that had been hanging on the table for who knows how long to her mouth. Probably because of the smell, her expression looked very uncomfortable. It could be seen that she was reluctant to drink the cup of carrot juice. He looked at the person in front of him with a very unhappy look. "Are you angry?" He asked her provocatively with his hands on the table. "No." You still smiled. Gu Chumo, just wait for me.