Seeing Lin Tian look her way with a smile as warm as the gentle spring breeze, Wang Yiluo's face registered shock, and she hastily lowered her head.
At this moment,
Her face was flush with shyness, brilliantly red as if blood might drip from her cheeks.
Lin Tian had really changed!
With such an aura, how could it belong to the awkward boy he used to be?
In their close face-to-face encounter, Wang Yiluo felt even more drawn to the ethereal essence that seemed to exude from Lin Tian's entire being.
Those eyes in front of her were like the radiant sun, dazzling beyond measure, yet also like the deep, clear, unfathomable Cold Pond.
The faint smile at the corner of his mouth felt as warming as a spring breeze, yet as noble and solitary as the snow lotuses atop the millennium-old snow mountains.
Even Lin Tian's baby-smooth, glowing skin was a source of wonder and mystery to her.
Everything about him drew her in an instant, her eyes sparkling with unusual brilliance.
