"Oh my God, it really is you... I thought I was hallucinating."
Mo Shichen was startled by the sudden collision, his brows involuntarily furrowing before he could react. He heard a mumble in his arms, and as he looked down to see who it was, he was met with an extraordinarily beautiful face.
It was a gorgeous woman of mixed heritage, breathtakingly stunning.
Her eyes were large, with deep-set shapes, slightly prominent brow bones. Her thick, long eyelashes were doll-like, and her features were very sculptural with an indescribably lively aura. Her delicate little V-shaped face, well-defined lips, and slightly upturned corners made her very sensual.
Her hair reached her waist, with big curls; radiant yet not vulgar, even carrying a bit of a noble air, very tasteful.
She seemed drunk, her emotions irrepressible and excited, even a bit dazed in her expression.
Mo Shichen watched impassively, feeling a slight stir within.
