A photo flashed on the TV screen, showing a young girl sitting under a large tree, her chin resting in her hand as she gazed into the distant sky. The breeze lifted the hem of her school uniform, soft and fresh.
Underneath her neat bobbed hair, which made her look very obedient, was a delicate face, her skin translucently fair in the sunlight. When she smiled, her eyes curved like crescents, giving off a very kind and comforting feeling.
Although her features were not particularly beautiful, that sweet and obedient temperament was unforgettable, like a little white flower growing amid the storm, provoking an instinctive desire to protect her. This type was a favorite among homebodies, and once circulating online, it quickly garnered their adoration.
Yun Ya wondered if Yun Shen was into this type of girl?
"Pah, dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the son of a mouse will dig holes. Nothing good comes out of the same nest," Ji Die couldn't help but curse.
