He came amid the sound of the rain hitting the roof, bringing with him the dampness of the wet air as he stepped into the room.
Not having seen him in some days, his frame had noticeably slimmed, and his sharp-angled face now gave off an emaciated vibe. There was an added sense of dominance on his face, blunt and rigid, his contours sharp and powerful.
His frowned brows seemed to be harboring manifold profound thoughts, and the patchy short stubble on his face added numerous more layers of masculine charm.
The pair of eyes that seemed a bit cold and preoccupied with serious thoughts softened to warmth when they met hers.
"What's the matter? Have you gone silly?"
Voice thick and mellow, Qin Yi shook his head with amusement. Despite the stiffness of his legs, he walked out of his hiding place, his voice resonating throughout the room.
"I was just praising your grace and composure, so why are you suddenly lost in thought? Did you not sleep well?"