When Fu Sinian saw the person standing at the door, his calm eyes darkened.
She wasn't wearing a mask like she usually did when he saw her. She seemed to have washed her face and didn't have any makeup on. She had a standard pair of peach blossom eyes. Even though her lips were not small, she still looked beautiful and charming, innocent and vibrant. But she also exuded a hint of seductiveness.
Her nose bridge was just right, graceful and delicate. It seemed to have been frozen by the cold, as the whole thing was scarlet red.
There was a kind of elegance that seeped out of her bones.
But half of her red dress was soaked, and her half-wet hair stuck to her face, with water droplets still dripping down. The furry slippers she was wearing were completely soaked, and the entire path she had walked had water puddles covering the floor
Her clothes clung to her body, revealing her voluptuous curves. They were exquisite and provocative.
