"Certainly not. I think Sister Xiao Miao is looking as beautiful as always. No one can look prettier than you," Gu Duxing complimented in an excited tone.
"Don't talk such nonsense," Gu Miaoling smiled as she replied. This young maiden had suffered all these years for Gu Duxing's sake. However, her smile wasn't that of an abashed girl, but of an elder sister who was slightly annoyed with her little brother.
Her tender smile had seemingly dispersed the cold austerity which had frozen her body. Suddenly, the natural color of her cheeks began to give a sharp contrast to her frosty hair. This made her astonishingly beautiful to look at.
Gu Duxing's mind was completely empty as he stared blankly at Gu Miaoling while licking his lips. He said involuntarily, "Stunningly beautiful…"