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Jiang Lingzhi's chin was lifted by him, and she had no choice but to look up at him, but she did not listen to him. She closed her eyes and stared straight at him.

The well-defined face was right in front of him.

His eyebrows were extremely clear, and he had long and narrow peach blossom eyes. His light brown eyes always contained a gentle and affectionate light. His nose bridge was straight, and every line was extremely beautiful.

He slowly moved closer, as if he wanted to kiss her.

His breath seemed to have become a degree hotter, mixed with the extremely piercingly cold smoke of tobacco.

Jiang Lingzhi held her breath, and her heart skipped a beat. She looked at him in a daze.

She was so nervous that she almost forgot to breathe.

When there were less than two centimeters left, his movements stopped. He looked pensive as he gently rubbed his thumb against her red lips.