Standing in front of Li Chuan was a woman of breathtaking beauty.
Her eyes were as deep as autumn waters, carrying countless stories within their gaze, captivating anyone who dared to meet them, leaving them utterly enchanted!
Her flowing azure dress and hair dancing in the wind made her seem like a celestial maiden descending to earth, making others feel a sense of inadequacy.
Looking at this face so close to him, Li Chuan felt a surreal sensation, wondering if he was seeing things because he'd drunk too much.
"Young man, drinking so much and not using an umbrella in the rain—are you troubled by something?"
The woman's voice was like a mountain spring, clear and melodious, striking straight into one's heart.
Li Chuan was momentarily speechless, just staring dazedly at the woman before him.
He had thought that Yang Xin'Er, Ma Yuanzhi, and Song Zihan were already incredibly beautiful, but he didn't expect to meet a goddess!
