C27 Yuanhe

Xiao Chen shifted to the side, his voice deep, "Suit yourself."

"By the way, did you ever pick up that pair of embroidered shoes I threw out last time?"

At that, Xiao Chen couldn't help but glance at Wen Wan. At such a close distance, he saw no flaw on her face, especially those eyes, which seemed to captivate and draw one in completely.

Wen Wan was also looking at Xiao Chen