The little girl’s skin was so fair it seemed almost transparent. Her nose was dainty, her lips a tender, rosy pink, and her delicate features sculpted to absolute perfection, offering a subtle yet undeniable promise of a breathtaking beauty in years to come. A few tear-drops clung to her sparkling, luminous eyes, a sight of such exquisite loveliness that it set one's heart fluttering helplessly.
Yet, most striking of all was how every smile and tear she shed not only stirred deep pity, but her rolling, shifting gaze also unconsciously carried a hint of a seductive, vixen-like charm. Her eyes curved into crescents like newborn moons, and just as Qin Xin thrust his sword forward, she looked up at him with a helpless, fragile vulnerability, her face a picture of desperate entreaty.
Qin Xin’s heart violently jolted: *This little girl... is simply too adorable—no, far too bewitching.*No matter how pretty a girl is, if she is only a dozen or so years old, no matter how you look at her, she simply doesn't have the vibe that only a mature woman possesses.Qin Xin was also a beauty of peerless loveliness. Of course, she had been exceptionally adorable when she was little. But no matter how pretty a little girl might be, it could only make one want to kiss her cheek. How could it ever evoke such a soul-stirring, captivating sensation... unless, of course, one had a deviant proclivity for young boys.
Chapter 213