In the dead of night, a pair of bright golden eyes quietly opened.
By the dim light of the lamp, Little Jinpeng gazed at the God of Dreams sleeping soundly beside him. Her long, silver-white hair radiated a dazzling brilliance, resembling an endless snowy plain. Her gem-like eyes, so bright by day, were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast butterfly-wing shadows.
Little Jinpeng could not help but reach out, wanting to gently touch this older sister who was as beautiful as snow and yet seemed as though she might vanish at any moment.
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