He placed one cup of soy milk in front of Gu Jin before sitting down to eat together.
The two ate their buns in silence.
Since yesterday, they hadn’t eaten for fifteen or sixteen hours, and soon they finished all the food on the table.
Gu Jin, full and sprawled on the sofa, stared at the kid next to her, who was still leisurely drinking his soy milk.
Glancing at the little guy’s rapidly growing height, Gu Jin lifted her foot and pressed it on his waist, the movent was completely devoid of any flirtation or tease.
"Kid, you tell , how co you eat the sa as every day but grow so fast? Tell , do you have so secret to getting taller? Share it with ."
This playful banter went in An Mingji’s left ear and out the right; he’d pretty much gotten used to it.
During the endless days of this month, An Mingji realized that Gu Jin liked to tease him the most.
After finishing his soy milk, An Mingji removed the white, delicate foot from his waist and stood up to clean up the paper bags and cups on the table.
"Little An, you’re getting less fun. You used to blush in response, now you’re almost like a mute."
Carrying the cups to the kitchen, An Mingji’s indifferent voice sounded.
"Sister Jin, you’re just too bored."
You really couldn’t deny these words hit Gu Jin’s heart; she truly was bored.
A month of fatigue disappeared with a quality night’s sleep, and she loved teasing An Mingji to make him change his expression.
She loved the sight of the little guy blushing when facing her.
Unfortunately, he changed his expression far too infrequently; after the first few tis, he no longer gave her the chance to enjoy it again.
She recalled the most morable ti was at a village before when a little girl confessed to Little An, saying she wanted to marry him when she grew up.
Goodness! When he heard that, the little guy’s face went bright red.
Afterward, it was like she found sothing interesting and occasionally joked about it with him.
The first few tis were alright, An Mingji would feel embarrassed and blush, but later, no matter how she teased, he remained indifferent.
How could Gu Jin know that when the girl An Mingji barely glanced at confessed her intention to marry him, all he could think about was her.
Gu Jin lay sprawled on the sofa, placing her white foot on the sofa armrest, watching An Mingji busily moving around in the kitchen.
The young man was at the stage of rapid growth, growing really fast, and seeing his increasingly well-defined physique, it seed his cultivation of the Mystic Sky Technique, though not yet mastering it, had achieved a body-strengthening effect.
Previously, she had also searched his body and found remnants of spiritual power inside, though scarce, still existent.
An Mingji finished washing the cups, wiped his hands with a paper towel, and walked toward the living room.
As he glanced at Gu Jin, who lay on the sofa with a lazy posture, a trace of helplessness flashed in An Mingji’s eyes.
He found Sister Jin increasingly neglectful of her image, especially when she was around him.
"Knock, knock!"
Soone knocked on the door at this ti.
An Mingji paused his steps, turning his head to look at the door.
Gu Jin lazily asked, "Who is it?"
"Miss Gu, it’s ."
The voice outside belonged to Qiu Qianghai.
Gu Jin raised her chin towards the little guy, "Kid, go open the door."
An Mingji turned his footsteps towards the door and opened it.
Standing outside was Qiu Qianghai, neatly dressed and once again exuding an elite aura.
Seeing that the one opening the door was a good-looking young man, he montarily froze before recovering naturally, smiling as he spoke, "You must be Miss Gu’s brother, nice to et you."
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