C338 The past Years

Mo Qian raised an eyebrow, giving her a half-smile. "What, do you think I'm not good-looking?"

Wen Mian scoffed, glancing at him sideways.

There was no denying it—Mo Qian had a face that could charm anyone. Handsome, but not in an overly rugged way. He had a refreshing aura, like a breath of spring air