Finally, Leng Lingbi held his breath, forcing his thoughts to settle. "A face like a lotus, graceful and ever-changing."
The description was truly apt. Her features were as delicate as fine, translucent jade, the corners of her eyes tilted upward, while the red birthmark on her face looked like a beautiful, petal-like embellishment. Her full, pink lips were curved into a smile, and against his palm, her skin felt as soft as silk tofu.
Heavens. His fingers trembled, and he didn't know what to do. Was this gesture of hers—was she kissing him?
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