Why was Nuannuan not amazed by Feng Shengxuan's figure?
This did not make sense!
Every time Bai Liyue saw Feng Shengxuan take off his clothes, she would automatically avoid meeting his eyes, and her cheeks would turn slightly red.
How could his Nuannuan be so expressionless?
Seeing that Feng Shengxuan did not move, Nuannuan was afraid that she would waste Chi Yang's time, so she eagerly reached out and pushed him.
Feng Shengxuan staggered before Nuannuan pushed him like a ruffian onto the sofa as though he was a submissive little bottom.
Behind him, Chi Yang's gaze darkened slightly, but his expression remained calm.
As for Feng Shengxuan, he took advantage of the fall and lay down gracefully on the sofa. His elegant eyes that slightly curved upward were akin to a pool of spring water that ran deep among the deepest mountains. His eyes were void of ripples, but they were emanating a profound depth that could swallow everything.
