Shen Tang suddenly looked up, meeting a pair of mesmerizing lake-green eyes that were soul-stirring!
She felt her breath catch, her heartbeat missing half a beat.
The newcomer's figure was slender, with deep green hair cascading to the waist like silk flowing under the moonlight, the ends gently curving with a lazy arc. The delicate features were breathtakingly beautiful, gender ambiguous, charming all beings. The porcelain white skin shimmered with a pearl-like luster, with a faint red tear mole under the left eye, adding a touch of enchantment.
But when Shen Tang's gaze moved downward—wait, what was with this flat chest?
He was male?!
Fu Teng looked at the wildcat in his arms staring straight at his chest and laughed, a sound like blossoming flowers.
He extended a pale, slender fingertip and tapped its head, "Where are you looking, little clown cat!"
