An innocent glow always fills her almond eyes, untouched by the dust of the world.
Her hair black and silky, like seaweed, begs to be touched, one can almost feel the smoothness at the fingertips.
There is always a faint herbal fragrance on her.
It's not any particular scent, but a mix of various herbs that blend into a subtle aroma.
It's not very noticeable, only close up can one catch a whiff.
Yet this scent seems to have a calming effect.
When Lu Yinxing looked up, she saw Xia Ye's gaze falling on her face.
Their eyes met.
Usually, Xia Ye always appeared aloof and lazy.
Even when someone speaks to him, he doesn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
Lu Yinxing lived with him.
But these moments of eye contact were rare.
Lu Yinxing always thought it was a personal habit; Xia Ye seldom met people's eyes directly.
Lu Yinxing was used to it.
But when she truly looked into his eyes at that moment.
She admitted; it felt like something had struck her heart heavily.
