A faint blush tinted Lan Xin's fair skin, and his sapphire-blue eyes shimmered with moisture. His long, blue hair was draped over his shoulders. When Lan Xin spoke, he turned his face slightly to the side, his long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, his bright red lips glistening.
"Looking at you like this, I don't even feel like doing Alchemy anymore." Ning Xuan's wandering hand moved back to Lan Xin's face.
'Back on the front lines, she had been too busy with work to spend any real time with Lan Xin. In her memory, while Lan Xin was handsome, he hadn't stood out among the crowd of Contractors. Looking at him closely now, however, his features were far more striking than she remembered. He seemed different than before.'
