Gu Yue: Leng Yaozhu Was Just a Pathetic Simp-Keep Learning from Her and Her Corner Would Be Pried Apart

Gu Yue's brain instantly crashed.

Aloofness.

Dignity.

Dating skills. Dragon clan pride.

Everything started brawling with the words "throw herself at him" within a second.

The fight was earth-shattering, with blood flowing like rivers.

Her foot had already moved half a step forward.

Then she forcibly pulled it back.

Would rejecting him be too cold?

Would accepting him make her seem cheap?

Maybe she should play hard to get for three seconds? Just three seconds.

One.

Two—

"I have a gathering tonight. See you tomorrow."

Lin An withdrew his hand, turned, and left.

Gu Yue: "?"

Before she could react, Tang Wuling had already hurried after him.

Tang Wuling had been riding the wave of a favorable patch these past few days.

Gu Yue had suddenly stopped clinging to Lin An, and Tang Wuling's romance route, which had been suppressed to the point of having almost no room to survive, suddenly came back to life.

She cautiously grabbed Lin An's arm.

She leaned into his embrace.

Her other hand tentatively wrapped around his waist.

Her voice was soft and gentle. "An'an, where are we going tonight—"

Lin An instantly broke out in goosebumps.

He shoved her away. "Act normal. Keep your hands to yourself."

Tang Wuling lowered her head and let out an "Oh."

Even her cowlick drooped.

Seeing her put on that lost and despondent look again, Lin An did not have the heart to keep scolding her.

He raised a hand and patted her shoulder. "Come on, I'll introduce you to some senior girls. Young people should socialize more. Stop carrying that crappy hammer around all day."

Tang Wuling's drooping cowlick slowly perked back up.

Gu Yue remained where she was.

Five quiet seconds passed.

Then ten.

Until the two of them had completely vanished around the corner