How pleasant was this voice?
His tone was slightly cold, but it had a cold and hard feeling that was rare for men in this world. This kind of coldness with a hint of snow made people unable to have any charming thoughts about him.
Fu Shang looked up and her thick and curly eyelashes opened up like a fan. When her gaze fell on him, she was slightly stunned for a moment before she immediately returned to her expressionless face.
The man she saw.
He had a slender figure and wore a very simple snow-white robe. His ink-black hair was tied up simply with a Jade Coronet. The most eye-catching part was his beauty that was close to that of an immortal.
He had a high nose bridge and slightly dark eyebrows.
Wen Xian had a pair of calm and peaceful eyes. His pupils were extremely deep, and his light thin lips made him look even more attractive.
