Her voice is gentle and graceful, akin to an oriole exiting the valley, crisp and melodious, carrying endless affection. Each word seems to be imbued with strands of emotions, entwining Shi Feiyang's heart. At this moment, she slightly raises her head, eyes sparkling, a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth, looking charming and captivating.
Shi Feiyang slightly furrows his brows, his sword-like brows resemble tightly locked mountain peaks, a trace of helplessness and reluctance flashes in his eyes, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, fleeting yet filled with deep emotion.
