Yan Qi: Ridiculously handsome. A Leo boy who wears a cold expression all day and keeps strangers at arm’s length. Only around people close to him does he become adorable. He’s really just a clingy kitten who loves being petted.
Xiang Yang: So beautiful it hurts. A Sagittarius girl with striking features and a somewhat slow-to-warm-up personality. She seems aloof at first, but in private she’s sweet and obedient, utterly adorable.
Xiang Yang glanced up and met Yan Qi’s eyes. His handsome face suddenly took over her field of vision. His red hair was slicked back, revealing his striking, deep-set eyes. His high nose bridge and defined jawline formed a perfect profile. Xiang Yang couldn’t find the words to describe him. He was simply stunning, exactly her type. In more than twenty years, she’d never met anyone who fit her tastes so perfectly. She fell in love with his face at first sight.
Yan Qi wasn’t sure whether it was love at first sight, born of that initial dazzling impression, or love that had grown as they gradually got to know each other. But he was certain of one thing: he liked Xiang Yang now, very, very much.
