He has matcha-colored hair, and thick ink-like eyes under his dark eyebrows. His eyebrows are lazy, and his thin lips reveal a cynical smile.
Nan Ge stood up unhurriedly, his thin lips slightly opened, "My name is Nan Ge, I have a bad temper, so for everyone's safety, please stay away from me."
Jian Yi didn't hear what he was saying.
Her concentration was on his voice.
A bit low-pitched, very magnetic, with an indescribable sense of charm, which is particularly seductive and tickles people's hearts.
Feeling a little weird, Jian Yi touched her chest with her little hand, looking confused.