"In my eyes, you're the best. If a man can't notice you, he's blind." Jian Yi's eyes lit up with sincerity and tender sentiment. He smiled suddenly and said, "It's contradictory, isn't it? I feel like men who don't see your beauty have terrible eyesight, but if any man looks at you, I'll be extremely jealous."
Song Yu laughed. The corner of her lips opened gently, like a lily that suddenly flushed pink. The whole world seemed to turn bright and beautiful.
Jian Yi saw everything and felt his heart pound. He could not control himself from lowering his head and giving her a kiss on the corner of her lips.
Upstairs, Guan Xiaolin opened the window and was able to see their actions clearly. She took her phone out and adjusted its lens, then she took a few successive shots.
Her expression turned more and more frigid as she looked at the two embracing.
