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Xiao Ruo's heart was pounding wildly; she felt as if she was about to be swept into the man's dimples before her.
How could a man's smile be so charming without diminishing his masculine charm?
The girl before him had a flushed face and her infatuation was obvious in her eyes, as the faint fragrance of her shallow breath sprayed on his face. Fu Hanwen's fingers, holding the reins, tightened, suppressing the surge in the depths of his eyes.
Suddenly, a small hand climbed onto the man's handsome face, then poked his dimples.
"Brother Fu, you should smile more," the little girl pouted unhappily.
Brother Fu's smile was so charming; it was a waste for him not to smile more often!
Lost in her own thoughts, Xiao Ruo was completely unaware of the dark shadow that flashed through the man's eyes, a fleeting hint of predatory light.
The place was secluded, the atmosphere just right, and the little girl had such a dazed and pitiable look that probably no man could remain indifferent!