Just as her fingertips were about to touch the edge of his veil, he suddenly tilted his head slightly.
Not by much, just enough to avoid her fingers.
Tang Xiaobai paused in her movements, watching him; there was a feeling of wanting to reject while longing, of wanting to speak but hesitating.
Her eyes flickered, and suddenly, she tore off his veil.
The black gauze brushed past his face, revealing it like a beautiful jade, suddenly shining brilliantly.
The veil fell to the ground, and he turned his gaze to look at her indifferently.
His eyes were as dark as ink, with hidden glimmers within.
Tang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment: "Ah Xiao?"
Then she was overjoyed and threw herself onto him.
"Ah Xiao! Ah Xiao! Is it really you? How could it be you?"
He placed one hand on her waist and turned his face to look at her.
Skin cool white, lips crimson, eyes jet black.
