"Aren't you going to teach me anything else?"
As soon as Qin Sijue had finished his bath, he saw her staring at him as she spoke.
He was drying his damp hair while walking toward her before taking a seat beside her.
"What's the rush?"
Perhaps Gu Qiangwei hadn't realized it herself, but she was indeed too anxious.
After practicing all afternoon, and having just finished dinner and taken a bath, she was eager to learn more. Didn't she feel tired at all?
Qin Sijue, on the other hand, felt somewhat distressed, and his handsome face immediately darkened.
Feeling the displeasure on his face, Gu Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, looked down with a guilty conscience, and darted her eyes away, "I just feel... somewhat bored, and thought I might find something to do."
Upon hearing this, Qin Sijue suddenly frowned, half-closing his eyes and staring at her delicately hanging face, "I think so too."
