One breath, ten breaths...
A cup of tea, a quarter of an hour!
Eyes are the most direct means of communication. Generally speaking, a prolonged gaze means either wishing to kill each other with one's eyes or the opposite, wanting to devour each other with their gazes.
Jiang Li, at this moment, also revealed an extremely strong aggressiveness, a major departure from his usual style.
Towards Tianxuan, Jiang Li was meek, but towards Gongsun Yuanxi, he launched a powerful attack!
The cold temperature and the gradually rising rhythm of breathing turned the exhaled air into a faint mist that hit their faces, bringing a sensation of moisture and making them aware of the warmth on their faces.
Their cheeks were heating up.
The icy moisture made both of them conscious of the heat on their faces.
The white mist slightly blurred their vision, also bringing an indefinable, indistinct romantic ambiguity. Their gazes intertwined like strands of red thread.
