Gong Yeyan's eyes suddenly darkened, a deluge of ink spreading from their depths, trapping the girl within a prison of gaze—
She was very close to him.
Merely inches away.
Unavoidable.
The girl's beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with stars, brilliantly bright, mesmerizingly fluid.
Without any intention to bewitch, yet irresistibly captivating.
Ming Ge's lips curved up softly, a radiant smile blooming in his eyes as she continued in a low melodious voice, "Liking you began with your beauty..."
"But I hope it can end with the soul, can it?"
She asked quietly.
[Liking you began with your beauty, but I hope it can end with the soul.]
[Can it?]
Gong Yeyan's gaze was dark and enchanting like a spellbinding force, devouring everything in the world, as it fleetingly swept across Ming Ge's face,
For a very brief moment, it clutched tightly at the heart, with no escape.
Ming Ge's breath hitched, her heart fluttered, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself.
