Fallen star was pressed against the trunk of a hundred-year-old tree by Leng yechan. Her back was against the rough trunk. She stared at him. She stared at this man who was as charming as the son of the dark night no matter where he was. Her feelings were in turmoil.
Her hair was a little messy, which made her look messy and sexy.
Especially that pair of eyes, even in the night, they still made people feel very emotional.
Leng Yexi only took a glance at it and her heart softened.
"Close your eyes!" He suddenly growled.
Leng yehan's voice was so cold that it had never been heard before!
Her eyes were like poppies, poisonous. He didn't want to look at them, and he didn't want to be bewitched. He would never be soft-hearted to her!
She held her breath, her eyes overflowing with bloodthirsty ruthlessness. The words that came out of her mouth were a serious warning, " "Otherwise, don't blame me for digging out your eyes!"