Ye Ling sneered. Shen Qianshu pulled a bold face and smiled, "It's been seven years since we last met, you… have only become more handsome."
In his amber eyes, there was only an everlasting coldness, just as she always remembered. His long stride and tyrannical footsteps approached her like a stalking panther alongside the border of the pool. It was as if each foot stepped straight on Shen Qianshu's heart, she swallowed deeply and her heart raged.
Shit!
Even if was a douchebag, a violent and bloody douchebag, his every move turned her on. With his dark gaze on her, she was hit in the face by an unknown desire she hadn't felt for as long as she could remember. It was too tempting, too irresistible. She took a few steps back as her heart raced wildly. Her pale cheeks turned rosy.
"Seven years have passed, you… became ugly."
Shen Qianshu was speechless.
What the…!!!
