Chu Yu could not take her eyes off Rong Zhi as soon as she saw him. It was not about how handsome he looked at that moment, but the attraction was mainly because he dressed in his own style.
He lay on the limestone platform while his back leaned against a parasol tree. There were four layers of blankets underneath him and covering the top of him. The layers of blankets made him look like a slender, cool, beautiful man curled up like a ball. Chu Yu tried very hard not to count exactly how many layers there were on him.
