Liu Xiaoyu brought over the meal and smiled, "Then Brother Jing Xuan had better hurry and find a good wife."
Jing Xuan curled his lips, his smile warm and tender, a trace of tenderness that Liu Xiaoyu caught flickering in his eyes, "I will."
Tang Huai looked at his profile, which was just as refined and handsome. Looking at him this way, his nose seemed even straighter, his features even more chiseled.
His eyelashes were long and even curled, when his narrow and profound, sharp eyes softened, they could kill a swath of women.
Tang Huai pursed her lips, why did she feel like she saw a spring-like smile when she saw his lips curve up?
Did Brother Jing Xuan have a girlfriend?
Otherwise, why would his smile carry the scent of spring?
"Wah wah wah..." Just then, Little Zihan woke up. Little Zihan was good in every way except that she cried loudly upon waking, throwing a tantrum.
