As long as she heard his voice, her heart would become calm, every single time. Whatever fear or nervousness that she had would disappear immediately.
Song Yu raised her head and saw Qi Chengzhi's stern but handsome face from the side. At night, Dynasty was fully lit with lights, but no matter how brightly it shone, it was no match for day time because the duskiness of the night was still present.
Under the luminous light, the shadows appeared to enhance the contours of his face.
She did not know when he took off his glasses, but the interweaving of light and darkness on his face made his eyes look even more enigmatic.
From her point of view, he was like the painting of a great master who skilfully used lighting to its best effect.
As Song Yu stared blankly, Qi Chengzhi lowered his head abruptly and kissed her lips while walking.
