Su Qianxun quickly stopped walking. She felt everyone's gaze on her and lowered her head slightly in dejection. She should have listened to Aunt Qi and took her time.
Long Sijue gazed at the young woman in front of her. The long, white dress made her look even more delicate and innocent. Her waist was so slim that it was as if he could wrap it around his palm.
She had just run all the way there. Her small face was tinged with a rosy pink, resembling a peach. Her facial features were flawlessly exquisite. Her small lips parted slightly as she gasped for air. Her glossy, wavy black hair was messily spread out, accentuating her smooth, fair skin. She looked indescribably seductive…
Long Sijue furrowed his eyebrows a little, while Zi Fan said expressionlessly, "Young master, we should get going now."
"Come over here," Long Sijue ordered as he stared at the young woman.
