Mo Jiuli suddenly left her lips, leaving someone feeling somewhat unsatisfied, but feeling too shy to wake up immediately, she could only continue pretending to be asleep...
Mo Jiuli's gaze, however, remained on Di Minghan's handsome face. His eyebrows were like swords, eyes as bright as stars, his temples seemed carved, his nose like a ruler, his complexion as beautiful as the blossoms of spring, and his radiance like a sky of brilliant morning clouds. It was as if he had walked straight out of an ink-wash painting...
Just those eyebrows and eyes alone were enough to stun the world!
His delicately carved features were perfect, and he exuded an inherent elegance and nobility. Even with his eyes closed, it was difficult for people to tear their gaze away from him...
This face was incredibly familiar to Mo Jiuli; ever since their baby, Baobao, was born, she had seen this face every day. But compared to Baobao's cuteness, Di Minghan's face was even more stunning...
