The little ancestor used to look at her like this when they had spats.
She would always find it amusing.
But now, it's a bit different.
His eyes are not quite the same as before.
They used to be rounder when he was younger, but now they've elongated a bit and the corners slightly upturned, tinged with a delicate, alluring peach-pink hue.
Moreover, below the corner of his eye, there's a tiny tear-shaped mole.
Such a small detail, at once coolly elegant and beguiling.
When he looks at her with that suggestive gaze like before, there's now an unintentional enchantment added.
Tang Xiaobai couldn't help but lift her heels, wanting to touch that tear mole at the corner of his eye.
As soon as her hand lifted to meet his gaze, her face suddenly reddened, and she awkwardly smiled, drawing her hand back behind her.
Li Mu's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Nothing you want to say?" His tone was much softer now than before.
