Their breaths coming together was refreshing. She could even smell the scent of pine from him. It was very pleasant. Subtle and gentle.
The man's eyes were like stars. It was like the Lapis lazuli, blue and clear. Jiang Yuan could even see her two little reflections in his eyes.
She extended her hand, her long fingers touched his Lapis-lazuli-like eyes. His eyelashes were long, and she couldn't stop herself from touching them. She then mumbled, "Your eyes are so beautiful."
She felt a sense of familiarity in his eyes.
It was very, very shallow.
It was like a flash, so quick that she couldn't catch it.
Gu Xichao noticed that Jiang Yuan seemed to have lost herself for a moment. His eyes became deeper, and his delicate, red lips were pursed.
He lifted his hand and caught Jiang Yuan's hand.
Their fingers were interlocked.
The cherry-blossom colored lips moved down as he kissed her delicate fingers.
"Is it?"
