Li Qingran didn't expect that, during the two days Xie Ying'an went to participate in the preliminary round, her relationship with God Ji would make rapid progress.
This time it wasn't because she initiated the approach, on the contrary, it was God Ji who approached her.
The young man dressed in black, as if emerging from the darkness, step by step, finally halted about three steps in front of her.
He didn't speak, just looked at Li Qingran like that.
Occasionally a breeze would blow, lifting the long hair on his forehead slightly, allowing Li Qingran to see the extraordinary face hidden by his long hair.
If Xie Ying'an's handsomeness was full of aggression, then God Ji's was like a gentle breeze, warm and soothing.
He had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, feathered eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips lightly pursed, his facial contours not aggressive, giving the illusion that he was easy to get along with.
