At this time, he suddenly smelled a light fragrance. It was very nice and seemed to be natural.
Wen Zhiyi couldn't help but turn around and happened to see two girls passing by him. Their black hair was fluttering in front of him, making them look like fairies.
At that moment, his eyes seemed to lose focus. He stared straight at the girl on the left, looking as if he had lost his soul.
She had an extremely beautiful face that was pure and vibrant like a fairy. Her features were absolutely exquisite. Every inch of her face must've been carefully carved by God, as if she was God's favored child.
Wen Zhiyi had never seen such a beautiful and pure girl before. Her beauty was unforgettable.
Wen Zhiya waved her hand in front of Wen Zhiyi. "I thought you wouldn't regret it?"
Wen Zhiyi hurriedly smacked away his sister's hand, but the girl had already walked away.
