The golden sunflowers bloomed brilliantly.
Mu Tianye narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the bouquet he was holding being slowly lowered, revealing a bewitching face.
The already exquisite features were enhanced by makeup, making them even more distinct. The slightly exaggerated eye makeup fit exceptionally well with the lavish Baroque atmosphere. A hint of a smile played at the corners of the lips, mischievous and light.
Ning Xiaofei tilted her eyes and winked at the man, her feather-like long eyelashes revealing a rare seductive charm.
The person before him was like a playful little fairy, yet she also possessed an innocence that seemed untouched by the world. The perfect mix of these attributes made one unable to resist the urge to possess her, while involuntarily feeling a sense of tender affection and protectiveness.
Ning Xiaofei?
Even Mu Tianye, who was usually indifferent to women, lost his composure for a couple of seconds.
