Gu Fuqiao turned her head away and stopped looking at Yan Zhen Guo. She picked up the thermos to pour herself a glass of water. The water in the thermos was boiled in the morning, and its insulation wasn't particularly good, so it had long since turned cold. After drinking the water, Gu Fuqiao felt a little better and, once again, looked at Yan Zhen Guo, whose head was full of colorful thoughts, and felt slightly better.
"I didn't want to talk to you about that matter." Gu Fuqiao said, flattering as she pulled Yan Zhen Guo over to sit on the cold bench. Once they were seated, she naturally sat in front of Yan Zhen Guo and said, "You see, you're usually so busy. We as a couple haven't really had a good chat. Why don't we have a chat and enhance our relationship?"
