His towering figure of over one meter ninety made him exceptionally conspicuous. The shirt he wore was one she had gifted him. With three buttons undone, revealing his seductively honey-toned chest, and well-cut, black trousers hugging his slender legs to perfection.
He had a pair of roomy sunglasses on that concealed his strikingly handsome face. With his prominent nose, sensual tightly pursed lips, and hands casually buried in his pockets, he walked up towards her as if he were a god-made-flesh...
At that moment, Gu Qingxin had completely forgotten to breathe. As if everything surrounding them had turned into a blur, her eyes were only fixated on this man coming towards her.
Beiming Han walked up to Xiao Ya, noticing her absent-minded condition. He asked her, "Hasn't the movie started? Isn't it time?"
He intentionally arrived a bit late. Arriving early could mean being surrounded by onlookers, which he knew she didn't like, and honestly, he didn't enjoy being ogled either.
