Peeping Tom 2

The side paths laid with bluestone slabs lead to a vast flower garden, where she had ordered the planting of many flowers and trees, hoping to add more life to the yard.

The myriad purples and reds of the flowers swayed in the wind, filling the yard with their fragrance.

Chang Haotian hid himself on the rooftop, watching the beautiful woman before the flower garden.

Her features were like a painting, with clear, bright eyes akin to a pool of pure water, and a face of unparalleled delicacy. She exuded a leisurely demeanor, clad in a light goose-yellow silk skirt, draped in a shawl of the same color. Her waist was so slender that it could hardly be grasped, and her figure was so refined that she seemed otherworldly.

She was like a person who had stepped out of a painting, stunningly captivating!

Chang Haotian was never one to be attracted by the outward appearance of women, yet at that moment, he too found himself entranced.