He's seen a lot of beauties over the years, but for the first time, he's truly seen someone with this sisterly style.
Even Shanlan has a mature look, but she still resembles an icy little beauty, not someone with this standard of caring demeanor.
Song Yinghan, she's really something.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" Song Yinghan asked.
"Beautiful." Yuchi replied.
"Everyone says that. You're no different from them." Song Yinghan responded.
Reluctantly, Yuchi put the mask back on.
"I'm different from them." Yuchi insisted.
"How so?" Song Yinghan asked curiously.
Is mine huge? Be careful?
Yuchi set aside the joking thoughts and said, "Yinghan, you remind me of a poem."
Step aside, I'm about to show off.
Song Yinghan looked at Yuchi; she put aside the fact that he called her Yinghan and asked, "What?"
A wisp of cloud, a jade shuttle, a delicate shirt with thin gauze. Gently frowning on the double brocade brows.
