He turned his rocking chair around, his long legs still propped on the desk. Holding up his red wine to greet her, he downed a thoughtful sip and chuckled softly. "You certainly know your place."
Another storm of blood and violence was brewing.
Rong Xiu stood there, surrounded by the dusk streaming through the panoramic windows. With her delicate features and ankle-length white dress, she seemed aloof from the world, perfectly at peace.
She adjusted the bag on her shoulder and smiled. "You're still the same."
"No, no." He took another sip of wine. His gaze shifted from the window to the goblet, dark eyes glimmering. At last, he turned his deep gaze on her. "I'm much more handsome." He drained the glass.
He lowered his long legs and walked over to Rong Xiu, circling her twice before stroking his chin and delivering his verdict. "Did you survive by begging in Australia? I thought all that full-fat milk would have made your boobs grow a couple of sizes." Rong Xiu looked up at him.
He still remembered her.
They stood together in the dusk. The light brought out the striking contours of his face, and his unforgettable eyes were just as deep as ever. It was just like the first time she had seen him seven years ago. Who could have known that one look would bind her to him for the rest of her life?
Fortunately, the spring breeze brings warmth and brings Tusu
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