This girl never thought that she would come to Shanghai, nor did she think that she would fall deeply in love with this man.
Wen Qing himself didn't realize that he was slowly bending down to approach him. He was holding the grass with his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand were involuntarily tracing the sculptured face of the man through the air. He carefully sketched the face one stroke at a time.
The eyebrows are as long and curved as if they were painted with eyebrow pencil. Although the eyes are closed, you can imagine the sharp gaze when they are opened. The nose, the nose is more beautiful. I have never seen a man with such a tall nose, with sharp edges and corners. The lips are slender and thin. People say that men with thin lips are ruthless. There is a small dimple next to it when it is slightly raised. Eh? Before Wen Qing could react, he only felt his unscrupulous hand being grasped, and the man's eyes slowly opened with a smile...