"Senior Brother, don't do this... we're still outside."
"Inside the house... it's okay..."
"..."
That pair of cool and indifferent eyes had long become hazy, no longer resembling the visage of the Cloud Sea Fairy.
The tall horse galloped swiftly, gradually leaving Wu City's territory behind. The scenery changed before them, becoming increasingly lush and green.
In the breezy spring air, boats crisscrossed the river, willow branches swayed on the banks, and orioles sang among the verdant grass.
Such a scene was exactly how Su Bei imagined Jiangnan.
The woman in his arms was soft, like water. Su Bei didn't deny his shallowness; he had indeed been moved by her. And at first, it wasn't because of anything else, but solely because of her looks. A woman could be so beautiful that her identity and inner brilliance became inconsequential.
