Wang Zhaojun walked beside Li Bai, lowering her gaze to her own feet. For some reason, ever since she had forced herself upon him, his eyes seemed much softer when he looked at her, carrying a hint of complex emotion.
His pleasant voice drifted into her ear like a babbling brook. A faint smile played at the corners of his eyes, and his handsome face appeared somewhat tender.
"Juner."
Chapter 67