Time stood still at this moment; in their eyes, there was only each other.
"Wuyou, actually, I always thought you were a cold and aloof handsome man."
In both past and present lives, he has always stood at the top of the crowd, making people afraid to approach.
However, she didn't expect that when he spoke sweet words, it could be so intoxicating.
Sikong Wuyou was not willing to give up, "So what you mean is, I'm not a handsome man now?"
As expected, this girl probably found his face most attractive at first.
He hadn't forgotten the look of infatuation she had when they first met.
"You're still a handsome man now, just not cold and aloof anymore, making people feel hard to approach," An Ning said.
Sikong Wuyou chuckled softly, but amidst the smile was a trace of melancholy, "An Ning, do you still want to know about my family background?"
"Are you willing to tell me?" An Ning asked.
Sikong Wuyou sighed, "Actually, it's a long story."
Then sum it up, she thought.
