Wengweng's eyes, originally slightly lowered, slowly lifted.
Yang Ruxin felt as if a burst of iridescent light suddenly appeared before her eyes, making the originally monotonous colors around her sparkle with radiance. These eyes, which she had always found beautiful but could never describe, now shimmered and glinted, tempting her to drown in them without a care...
Just as Gu Qingheng's lips were curving into a slight smile, as though he expected her to throw herself at him the next moment, she suddenly raised her hand to cover his eyes, causing him a moment of surprise.
"Gu Qingheng, I warn you, you don't need to look at people like that," Yang Ruxin said with a frown, "Do you know that looking at someone that way can make them feel a criminal urge?" If only sunglasses existed in ancient times, she really would have prepared a pair for him.