Lin Qiyuan sat opposite An Zixi. His gaze fell on the tip of her eyebrows. Any ordinary place seemed to him to be filled with temptation. Some people couldn't tell what was good about it, but it was irreplaceable.

An Zixi was like a treasure that grew on the tip of his heart. No matter what, he couldn't give it up.

He loved her, devilishly loved her!

"Is there something growing on my face?" An Zixi asked, "Why are you looking at me all the time?" Lin ...