Being leaned on by a beautiful woman, no man would feel disgusted.
Even if exhausted, there wouldn't be any discomfort; on the contrary, it would feel quite exhilarating.
At this moment, Chu Qingcheng seemed like a beauty exhausted from fatigue, her tender and delicately rosy face resting on Zhu Bufan's shoulder.
Her slightly closed pretty eyes added a sweet charm.
Chu Qingcheng had never felt so comfortable; it was extremely relaxing. Right now, she felt as if she had come to a desolate place.
Here, it was filled with birdsong and floral fragrances, a vibrant green all around, surrounded by mist, without the slightest traffic hubbub, nor any urban noise, very serene.
Serene enough to make anyone fall in love with this place!
Chu Qingcheng felt like she was lying in a soft, meadowy grassland, very soft and very pleasant.
At this moment, she felt her body had relaxed greatly, without a speck of irritation.
