Ding Yinuo was born with exquisite features. His mother was beautiful and virtuous, his father was scholarly and refined...
And it seemed that Ding Yinuo had inherited both these attributes.
His features were delicate and his demeanor genteel.
His skin, devoid of any blemishes, appeared even more perfect under the light. His thick, slightly curled eyelashes cast shadows over his clear and deep black eyes.
His eyes were sparkling bright, and beneath his prominent nose were his slightly reddish lips.
Breathing in, I could smell the faint scent of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of shower gel on him.
We were standing so closely that I could feel his body heat seeping through our clothes.
I couldn't remember the last time I had been this close to a man.
It was a kind of innate heat that ignited within my body.
Those were hormones at work!
My hand was resting against his solid chest, and I could feel his strong heartbeat.
