Lan Xiao's eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of mascara. Her eyelashes were long and dense, like a small brush. They fluttered along with the movement of her eyes, stirring up her heart.
She had a sharp nose and red lips that were as attractive as cherry blossoms.
She was wearing a champagne-colored chiffon dress.
The simple waist-tie design made her figure look slender. With a little dressing up, she exuded the sunshine of a young girl, and also faintly exuded a charming beauty that didn't belong to her age.
Bright eyes and white teeth, she was a rare beauty.
Even though brother Jiang had seen many beautiful women, even though he had seen Lan Xiao many times, seeing her again after so many days, a trace of surprise still flashed through his eyes.
Bright and beautiful beyond comparison ...
He gathered his thoughts and looked at the driver in front. "Let's go," he said.
