Standing next to him, Yun Shangshu was instantly mesmerized.
The shy little woman, every frown and smile, seemed as if it came from a painting, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her flushed cheeks, a vibrant rosy hue, like ripe and fresh apples, surely sweet and juicy, making one wish to take a fierce bite.
And her delicate little mouth, as vivid as cherries, also tempts one to cradle it within their own…
Her soft body exudes a subtle fragrance, looking gentle and surely comforting to hold…
Even her slender fingers are supple and enticing…
Yun Shangshu never realized Ling Rong could be so stunning at moments like this.
Suddenly, he felt grateful, grateful he hadn't missed her, grateful he had fallen for her…
Fallen for…
Yes, he had fallen in love with this woman…
This woman who knows nothing, yet has eyes only for him…
Reaching out to hold her hand, he dismissed all the servants, leading this shy woman to the bed.
The two sat together on the bed.
