As his body cooled down, Wang Chen also began to gaze intently at Lin Wanrou, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
The beauty of Lin Wanrou made it difficult for Wang Chen to find the right words to describe it appropriately.
On that standard melon-seed face, there were delicate features.
Beneath the long eyelashes were a pair of charming, moving eyes.
When her eyes were open, those charming eyes would reveal a look of clear and tender affection.
Now, with her eyes closed, she resembled a sleeping beauty, giving off a fairy tale-like, ethereally beautiful feeling.
Below those charming eyes was that delicately sculpted nose, and those thin lips that one couldn't help but want to kiss.
The delicate features, matched with that exquisite face, seemed so perfect, as if they had been specially carved by the heavens.
The figure that set off this face and features was even more slender and exceptional.
