At this moment, Ou Yimo saw Zhan Nanjue's reply on Gong Shirao's phone, a cold smirk on her lips.
Just now, she accidentally saw the message Zhan Nanjue sent to Gong Shirao on her phone screen. She hadn't planned to reply, but who knew Gong Shirao's password was as simple as 1234, easily unlocked with a try.
The page directly switched to the message page sent by Zhan Nanjue. Ou Yimo saw the previous historical messages he sent to Gong Shirao…
Gong Shirao: 'Can I ask you a question? What type of girl do you like? Is it the sexy and charming type? Or pure and cute? Or powerful and fierce… or…?'
Zhan Nanjue: 'I like you.'
Ou Yimo's pupils were enveloped in deep jealousy. Judging by the time, this conversation was only sent around six today.
It was probably before or after Gong Shirao met her.
Most likely, because they happened to run into each other, Gong Shirao hadn't replied to this message.
