Mu Sihan tightened his hold on Nan Zhi's slender waist. His long black eyes stared at the small face in front of him.
Her skin was fair and clean, making her look both innocent and enchanting. Unlike the other females who tended to try to capture his attention with their faces slathered in makeup, hers was light and natural, enhancing her features without smothering them. With her soft long hair resting on her shoulders, she gave out the delicate aura of a woman with natural grace.
However, Xue'er…
An additional layer of complication and darkness appeared in Mu Sihan's dark eyes at the thought of the woman in question. He furrowed his straight eyebrows slightly. "I called Xue'er's name when I was down with a fever?"