Mi Xinyu sat next to Siqi, clutching Siqi's arm tightly.
Her gaze fixed on Qiao Zui was filled with amazement.
As she looked upon Qiao Zui's impeccable visage, she felt so nervous she nearly suffocated.
Qiao Zui was even more handsome than when he was her instructor.
When Qiao Zui had been her instructor, he wore a military uniform and a cap, which partially concealed his features, and he was cold and serious. Despite his attractive face, he was rather intimidating.
Today, Qiao Zui wore a light-colored casual outfit, his lips slightly curled into a faint smile, and his lovely peach blossom eyes seemed to be brimming with spring water, stirring the hearts of those who glanced his way.
With a tall nose, maple-red lips, a sexy collarbone, fine and white skin glistening like jade, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, his entire being appeared like a living aphrodisiac, ensnaring the onlooker's eyes to the point of reluctance to look away.
