A spring breeze caressing the cheeks.
At that moment, Xiang Wan thought of this sentence.
Bai Muchuan's voice was pleasant to the ear; it was low, deep, casual and it touched her heart.
Bai Muchuan had deep eyes that seemed particularly attentive when he looked at people. That look of his did not feel like an ordinary look, his eyes were like stars, and seemingly glistening.
Bai Muchuan really did seem very sincere. His tall stature smart and gentle; his uniform made him upstanding and ebullient.
He was like a ball of fire that could burn others.
Xiang Wan looked at him quietly. She heard her own heartbeat but saw their distance with each other as well.
Hence, she said, "No."
His gentle gaze instantly became a sharp knife. Bai Muchuan's face sank. "Xiang Wan, how can you be shameless like a rogue?!"
Xiang Wan lifted her chin slightly. "When did I behave like one?"