บท 37: 035: Intimate Contact_1

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This is a face so perfect that even God would sigh.

Thin lips slightly pursed, a proud nose bridge, the slightly upturned phoenix eyes flickering with a piercing cold light, like exquisitely carved features and a powerful and compelling presence.

Such transcendent beauty made even someone like her, who had lived twice, feel inferior.

As their eyes met, ripples danced within his gaze. His eyes were too deep, too cold, too penetrating, as if trying to see right through someone.

This man—

Was too strong!

Untouchable! Untouchable!

Mu Qingli blandly withdrew her gaze.

"Have we... met before?" Fu Lanshen looked down at her from his lofty position, his eyes reflecting her figure.

Having held a high position for many years, there was always a sense of majesty about him, and few people had the courage to look him in the eyes.

But the delicate figure reflected in his eyes was an exception.