Yan Shu looked up towards the door and said, "Come in."
With a creak, the door swung open, and Xiao Jihan walked in, bathed in the morning light. The warm sunlight cast a soft golden glow on him, enhancing his already handsome features. He seemed even more radiant and dazzling, exuding an air of sanctity and nobility.
It was as if a deity had descended to the mortal realm, an immortal walking among humans.
Yan Shu found herself momentarily entranced, her gaze fixed on him until he reached her. It was only when the pink Favorability bar wavered in front of her that she snapped out of her trance, coughed lightly to cover her embarrassment, and averted her gaze.
Xiao Jihan, observing her reaction, couldn't help but smile slightly. His clear voice flowed like the sound of spring water, brushing past her ears, "Do I look good?"
Yan Shu's ears turned even redder at his words, and she stammered, "Well... you look okay."