C47 I Can't Give You What You Want

As he spoke, he placed the peeled crab meat on her plate. His intimate action made the brook feel awkward, but at the same time, it was also incomparably sad. Gu Mingjun had never done such a thing for himself, let alone doing such a thing for him, even if she had personally peeled it and placed it next to his lips, he would still look at her as if he was looking at a monster