In front of him is a face that is so handsome that men hate women, and ghosts and gods cry. The neat black hair hangs down on the back of the head, with only a few strands scattered in front of the smooth forehead. The two thick eyebrows are curved, like the bright moon in the night sky, and a pair of dark eyes like midnight stars in the deep eye sockets seem to be able to enchant the soul and make people unable to extricate themselves. The slightly pursed thin lips under the high bridge of the nose formed a nice arc, showing that the owner seemed to be in a good mood...
Shi Xiaochen couldn't help but blush slightly, trying to find his calm voice, "Um... Sir, please forgive me... I'm going to be late..."
Han Zheng looked in the direction where the little guy was going, and smiled softly: Let's see where you can run, I won't let you go next time...