The cold fragrance on the tip of the nose was overwhelming, Lu Jin'an listened to Qingyue's breathing like a rushing stream, looking at her face, beautiful beyond words with tear stains, a slight and unnoticed smile spread on the corner of his mouth.
"Why aren't you speaking?" Lu Jin'an's fingers caressed her tear stains and then directly lifted her chin: "Not even this bit of courtesy, especially since you are only my...
Oh, the writing should have disappeared, but this is still here."
With a thought, beautiful patterns seemed to light up from under Qingyue's black ruqun, exquisite beyond belief.
"So beautiful." Lu Jin'an sighed with feeling: "Isn't it, Senior Sister?"
"Maybe, you were born with such a character."
Listening to Lu Jin'an's voice, Qingyue bit her lower lip lightly, had Junior Brother noticed something?
Yes... her body's reactions had already told him.
But...
