Xia Xiaonuan slowly opened her eyes, looking at the complex light in his eyes, as if there was mist shrouding his pupils, or perhaps stars flickering.
His exquisite features under the light had a kind of compelling beauty, his forehead glistening with sweat, exuding a wild charm.
Xia Xiaonuan felt slightly shaken inside, and for some reason, she thought of something, and suddenly spoke involuntarily, her black and white clear eyes widened, softly and timidly asking, "Nangong Yaoling... do you think I'm dirty?"
Nangong Yaoling's eyebrows twitched.
He widened his eyes and stared at her, astonished at the words that spontaneously came out of her mouth. After she said this, she seemed to realize something, and her cheeks quickly turned red, her long eyelashes gently lowered.
Her eyelashes were very long, her cheeks originally snowy white and flawless, now tinged with blush, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, with a hint of flour still stuck at the corner of her eyes.
