"I'm looking at how handsome you are." She deliberately moved closer, her gaze earnestly tracing the lines of his face.
His eyes were beautifully shaped—long, narrow, and slightly upturned with subtle double eyelids. A cool light seemed to shimmer in their depths.
He exuded an ascetic aura, yet in bed, he was a completely different person.
She had only meant to cheer him up, but after staring for a moment, she found herself captivated.
Noticing the female's admiring gaze, the corners of Zhu Xiu's mouth finally lifted into a faint smile.
In the past, he never thought good looks were important. If he could have traded his appearance for absolute power, he would have done it without hesitation.
But now, if it meant keeping Wanwan's gaze on him, he would willingly trade his power for his looks.
Looking at the little female who had moved so close, he recalled the scene from just a moment ago.
