Gu Moqian's gaze was cold, seemingly without any ripples, staring at her. As he parted his lips to speak, Ji Wei suddenly raised a finger, pressing it against his thin lips, gently shaking her head, "Better not say it; I don't trust your answer."
As she spoke, Ji Wei's hands slowly climbed the man's neck, her bright red lips inching closer. She pecked lightly at his thin lips before lifting her luminous gaze to look at him.
The woman's beautiful eyes were alluring and enchanting, with long lashes trembling slightly. Like crystal, they were transparent and clear, yet with intense eyeliner and peach blossom-colored eyeshadow, intensely seductive, a blend of purity and allure.
She just quietly watched him like this, as if she could draw someone into her gaze.
