Si Yi who was seated in the couch looked cool and aloof like the pretty boys who walked out of manga. His gorgeous, gorgeous face with his unapproachable expression would make women, old or young, want to pounce at him if they saw him.
Yun Jian was no typical woman, after all. With a deep breath, she held back from bolting to him like she had lost her sanity even when Si Yi was already her beloved in her heart—the kind of affection one would have for one's love.
As for Si Yi who kept his usual distant mien, that façade vanished in a blink of eyes when he saw Yun Jian and got up to go to her. He caught her hand and called her softly, "Xiao Jian…"
His tone was so soft that it was like she was his master right now.
Si Yi wrapped Yun Jian into his embrace as he called for her but when he did that, his hand accidentally brushed past the belt of Yun Jian's cover-up.
