Su Ming looked at the vast ocean, and then at the elegant beauty beside him who seemed like a goddess from heaven. His mood lightened up.
He then smiled and said, "The scenery is beautiful, but the person is more beautiful."
Upon hearing this, Feng Shu felt a sweet sensation in her heart, and a blush appeared on her usually dignified face.
"Oh? How come I never noticed before that your mouth is so slick? It seems you've used it quite a bit to charm girls, right?"
Feng Shu let out a dissatisfied huff. Her playful demeanor made her look incredibly cute.
"I'm telling the truth. You're noble and elegant, stunningly beautiful with a perfect figure. I've rarely encountered a woman as perfect as you."
Su Ming was indeed speaking the truth.
Although Feng Shu was almost forty, her exquisite and beautiful face, along with the firmness and elasticity of her skin, surpassed even some girls in their early twenties.
