His wispy bangs fell casually across his forehead, and his eyes curved into a faint, smiling arc. With a high-bridged nose and thin lips curled into a perfect, subtle smirk that revealed the occasional dimple, every gesture he made exuded a carefree, aristocratic grace.
Su Li smiled politely, extended her hand, and said, "Hello, I’m Su Li."
"Hello." Just as Yan Ling, looking smug, was about to take Su Li’s hand, Lu Xiuyun slapped his hand away. "Did you wash your hands? A greeting is enough; don't go trying to touch her."
Chapter 793