She was wearing a loose military training uniform, but her slender and tall figure was still visible. Her wavy long hair had been casually tied up into a bun, and a few strands of her fringe was hanging down.
The light in the shop reflected on her face, showing off her clear and white skin.
Her nose was straight, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and a pointed chin.
Her pair of peach blossom eyes were especially clear and beautiful.
Shen Zhijin was completely stunned.
In an instant, countless images seemed to flow through his mind, but it also seemed to remain a blank.
It was as if he had fallen into a vacuum. All the air seemed to have been sucked away, and even his breathing seemed to have become a luxury.
Every color was difficult to distinguish, and in the end, it became a chaos of black and white that became a blurred mass.
Ning Li looked at the man who had suddenly appeared in front of her with some surprise.
