C2011 There Ought to be a Sense of Debt
Xu Ruoyuv looked at Leng Xuemu. She didn't expect that the first question he asked would be this one.
Leng Xuemu looked at the woman in front of him. Undeniably, she was beautiful.
Even in this dimly lit room, with the moonlight shining through the window, he could clearly see that her facial features were nothing special, but when put together, it made him feel strangely comfortable