Wen Ruoruan held the thermos cup and drank milk, leaving milk stains on the corners of her mouth. Gu Ming lovingly raised his hand to wipe it for her and said, "Drink slowly, no one will compete with you." He smiled softly. Whoever marries a child like you in the future will suffer. She blinked her big eyes and said, "Why do you bring me milk every day?" Gu Ming said, "Drink more milk and you will be in good health."
Gu Ming whispered again: "If it were a child like you, I would be willing to suffer."
Wen Ruoruan asked, "What did you just say?" Gu Ming chuckled and said, "It's nothing."
Wen Ruoruan glanced at him doubtfully and continued to drink milk.
You are mine, what is mine is mine, will always be mine
Intention: Youth
