Long Linye carefully studied Long Qiansui's face—fair, soft, the corners of his eyes washed with a faint peach-pink, like he was seducing people at any given moment.
With this face, it's a pity he's not an idol.
"Sixth Uncle, is there something on my face?"
The big boy asked him, blank confusion in his expression.
Long Linye released the hand holding his chin, only cursing inwardly that with Long Qiansui's feminine, bewitching looks, he really did look like a girl.
He shifted his gaze to the window, and missed how the big boy beside him puffed up his cheeks, putting on an utterly harmless-to-man-and-beast expression—right before the cold, dark gleam in his eyes flashed and vanished…
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Lu Xiaoyou's first sensation was that her retinas were full of bright red.
Her eyelids fluttered, and when she opened her eyes, she adjusted to the light in the room, blinked her long, dark lashes, and stared blankly at the space above her line of sight.
