C90 Disgust

Gu Yaan evilly smiled. His eyes were curved with joy, and his brows were dyed with evil. If he had to wear a scarf by himself, then he would have to play a prank on him.

After walking to his side, Gu Yaan held his face with his cold hands and turned it behind his back, making the back of his head to face him. Then he blew softly beside his ear. " "Come, your scarf is crooked