At this moment, she was right in front of him.
Her long, soft black hair was scattered on the pillow, her small, delicate face held large eyes that blinked shyly with a hint of allure, and her cherry blossom-like lips were moist and sweet.
Her skin was as smooth as cream, yet blushed faintly from shyness.
Yunqing stared deeply and mesmerized at the petite woman before him, feeling his heart pounding wildly with intense tremors, his mind erupting as if a mountain flood was surging over his head.
The rest of the world seemed to disappear, and his eyes saw only her.
In this world, who could resist the temptation brought by their beloved?
People say that meeting, knowing, and loving each other is fate, that five hundred glances in a previous life are exchanged for a chance passing in this one.
If that were true, then what kind of passionate entanglement did they share in their past lives?
