The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

ing at the dim light outside the car, Gu Mian leaned her head and glanced at Lou Che’s face and said seriously, “There is nothing on it.”

Lou Che was taken aback for a moment and then, as if there were thousands of stars in his eyes, a smile appeared.

He chuckled, “Would you like a good night kiss? My little koi.”

In this quiet and confined space, Lou Che called her a little koi in a voice similar to that of a in love and inseparable Gu Mian felt her heartbeat speed up.

Ah, it must be that she had been too busy to have a good rest.
So her heart was a little restless.

She would give herself a few days off to get a good rest.

Anyway, she didn’t care if it got popular or not, so she would go on a strike.

Before Gu Mian answered, Lou Che had already leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead.

He said with a smile, “I had a great time today.
Good night, my little koi.”

Then, with a click, the car lock opened.

Gu Mian also said goodnight, then hurriedly got out of the car and left.

It wasn’t until after entering the door that she was relieved.

The hero’s charm was too great.
He released his charm all the time and often staying alone with him was a bit unbearable.

Gu Mian had a Buddhist temperament and was very slow, but it did not mean that she had no girlish heart.

After all, she was just a girl who was just eighteen before transmigrating.

She got chilly due to following the old man to go north and south.
But there were countless pink girls in a corner of her heart.

If that continued, she really couldn’t hold back!

Miao:

You are my Youlmie milk tea: tagline of advertisement. 

GF: “What am I to you?”

BF said with a milk tea in her hand, “You are my Youlemei”

GF: “Ah, I turned out to be milk tea,” 

BF replied, “So I can hold you in my palm.”