Who is weeping softly under the biting darkness?
I reach out to smooth your slightly furrowed eyebrows and wipe away the annoying tear stains.
Touching, just for those charming eyes like the night.
Shocking, hot and beating, I am crazy about you.
Chu Aotian could not forget the excitement of that night. He stared at the thin and cold back, as proud as the most beautiful leopard, and could not tolerate a trace of stain.
It is his nature to laugh and be arrogant. His broken things will never escape his grasp!
Zhan Shaoling, you are destined to be unable to escape.