It should be that his eyes gave her a deep feeling, as dark as a gem, and she especially liked these eyes.
And his skin, although he is a yellow man, has a clear and fair beauty.
This beauty is different from the terrifying white beauty of European whites, and is more than the brown beauty of African blacks and Indians.
She still attaches great importance to appearance. She hopes that her descendants will have a beautiful appearance, just like herself.
"Oh, it turns out you like my eyes."[
Nangong Yunlie understood.
He was a person who knew how to use himself as a weapon. So something was added to his eyes immediately, which made Minggu Ranran's heart beat faster several times.
"You...why are you looking at me like this?"
Minggu Ranran did not notice that she was retreating until she was forced to retreat to the wall by Nangong Yunlie. He stretched out his arms and locked her in his wide arms.
"Kiss me."
Nangong Yunlie ordered her.
“…”
His breathing seemed to be suffocating. Listening to his magnetic voice, looking at his charming deep eyes, and his sexual, sensual thin lips, Minggu Ranran suddenly didn't know how to react.