The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 -161: Brother Accused (Second Update)

“Humph!”

Gu Yan turned his back!

He’s so angry that the tuft of hair on the top of his head was standing up, expressing its displeasure in the cold wind!

Gu Changqing chuckled lightly.

His voice was cold and magnetic, and particularly irresistible when he laughed.

Gu Yan’s little eyes attempted to glance back.

Then he began to walk away.

After only one step, Gu Changqing noticed something was off: “What’s wrong with your leg?”

Gu Yan pouted and mumbled, “Nothing, just a little twist.”

Their home was right in the middle of the alleyway, not too far but not too close to where they were now. An average person would definitely limp all the way home, but this was Gu Yan.

Looking at his frail and skinny body, Gu Changqing let out an involuntary sigh: “Get on.”

“Huh?” Gu Yan glanced back, displaying a devious yet feigning innocent face, looking utterly conflicted.

Gu Changqing was reminded of the dopey roe deer in the woods, only this one seemed slightly arrogant.

Gu Changqing, with his broad and powerful palm, gripped Gu Yan’s shoulder, lifting him up effortlessly and placing him onto his own horse saddle.

“Don’t you ever eat?”

He’s so thin.

Gu Yan, sitting in front of him, wanted to retort where have I not eaten? You’re the one who doesn’t eat!

But as soon as he leaned against Gu Changqing’s strong and wide chest, Gu Yan was left speechless.

Does this man eat ten buckets of rice a day?

Why is he so muscular?

“Hold on tight.” Gu Changqing reminded.

As Gu Changqing had a firm grip on the reins, Gu Yan had to hold onto the saddle.

Gu Changqing was originally quite satisfied with his saddle, after all, he was the Marquis Residence’s son, the equipment prepared for him would never be of bad quality.

However, as Gu Yan’s soft white fingers gently brushed against it, his saddle instantly seemed like trash in comparison.

The saddle has to be replaced, Gu Changqing thought.

“I’ll take you home.” he said.

“I’m not going home.” rebutted Gu Yan.

Gu Changqing looked at him, somewhat puzzled: “Why?” _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

Gu Yan: “I want to eat something.”

Gu Changqing: “What would you like to eat?”

Gu Yan: “Candied Chestnuts.”