Di Mo Xuan looked down as his deep and dark eyes gazed profoundly at the figure in his arm.
So very young, yet already devastatingly beautiful.
Especially that pair of bewitching eyes, exceedingly seductive.
Bright, yet wrapped in layers of charm like layers of silk.
The depth of those eyes was like the cold frost on a winter day.
Examining them could make the scalp go numb and induce shivers from head to foot.
Di Mo Xuan loved her pair of eyes exceedingly.
Normally, it was easiest for a person's eyes to leak their inner feelings.
However, he simply had no way of seeing through Ye Qing Luo's inner thoughts.
On the contrary, he was even attracted by her.
Ye Qing Luo was getting goosebumps from being stared at by him, and wanted to struggle free from his grasp.
But Di Mo Xuan actually suddenly tightened his hold on her shoulders.
In the next second, her chin was lifted up by him.
The man's cool and thin lips soon already covered hers.
Their lips fitted closely together.
