C1549 The Taste of the New Product

Lo Chuan gazed at Yao Ziyan, her purple eyes reminiscent of secluded forest lakes mirroring the luminous moon above—clear and transparent. Now, only his silhouette remained.

Under Lo Chuan's intense scrutiny, Yao Ziyan's cheeks flushed with a delicate pink, her embarrassment blooming like cherry blossoms. The world around them fell silent, time seemingly suspended