Xu Chang'an looked at the mature and gentle lady in the mirror, his breathing became much more rapid. He closed his eyes and counted for a long time the zeros behind his Celestial Dao Points, only then did his gaze return to clarity.
Yun Qian is very beautiful. This mature and intellectual hairstyle suits her well.
"Do you like this?" Yun Qian stared at her reflection in the mirror, not quite understanding the difference between this hairstyle and her usual loose hair or low ponytail.
"I like it." Xu Chang'an thought to himself that this kind of Miss Yun made him feel, involuntarily, that she belonged to him.
But Miss Yun is not a possession.
"..."
That statement felt a bit odd.
Still, being able to live with Miss Yun, did he save the world in his past life or something?
Sometimes he thought he was truly a very lucky person.
"..."
