The cold sensation on her eyelids seemed to reach those eyes, and Su Li instinctively opened her eyes, her deep purple pupils crashing into that vast starry gaze.
She disliked these eyes; her former family feared them, others were curious and inquisitive about them, yet only he said he liked them.
No matter how her eyes were, whether there was any risk, Feng Huaijin liked them.
It was as if someone perpetually unrecognized was suddenly acknowledged, their blood, frozen cold by the river water, boiled and surged within their body.
A drop of cold river water fell from Feng Huaijin's hair and landed on Su Li's face, making her inhale sharply from the cold.
Feng Huaijin quickly stepped back two paces, having just failed to resist getting closer, causing the water on him to drip onto her.
Su Li rubbed her eyes and said to Feng Huaijin, "You should go change your clothes first; I'll lie here and wait for you to come back?"
