"Long Xi," Long Siye was looking at her as he said the name.

"Not bad, I like the nickname!" Gu Xijiu was very calm.

Long Siye kept looking at her to see if she had any reaction to hearing his name. Fortunately, there was no hatred in her eyes. She just looked like someone who had met a stranger.

Long Siye felt sad, but he smiled, and then pushed the tea to Gu Xijiu again, "Try. It's delicious; perhaps you might like it."