"Seventh, Seventh Young Master?" Yuan Yaying stood up, looking at the man in front of her with some disbelief.
Gu Beicheng's tall figure stood at the entrance, directly blocking the light coming in from outside.
It could also be said that the sunlight was blocked by his kingly aura.
No matter where he was or the circumstances of his appearance, the Seventh Young Master was always the most striking scenery.
His presence was impossible to ignore, giving Yuan Yaying even more pressure than the Crown Prince standing before her.
"Nian Nian is resting in the room."
Even though she knew the Seventh Young Master belonged to Nian Nian, Yuan Yaying couldn't help but take another look.
Please don't blame her, Nian Nian; she only saw him as an idol and had absolutely no inappropriate thoughts.
A breeze passed by, and the man had already disappeared at the staircase's turn.
Recalling the Seventh Young Master in his camouflage suit, with a few strands of messy short hair.
