"Just laugh if you want to. It's because you look good when you laugh. I love seeing you laugh. Young Master, please smile more often in the future!" she coaxed him with a smile.
Ao Qian wanted to avoid her gaze, but couldn't bear to look away.
Looking at a face like that is a bonus, especially since she smiles at me.
Aoqian suddenly realized that being captivated by her smile and acting silly was nothing compared to the immense loss of never seeing that smiling face again.
People are indeed drawn to beauty. Just like Song Xiwei, her smile became even sweeter after she saw herself smile.
Ao thought to herself that she could practice in front of the mirror how to smile better when she had free time.
That way, I can smile at Song Xiwei more often when I see her, and use my best smile to make Song Xiwei smile at me more often too.
Would you call this a clever exchange?
It's because he just loves looking at Song Xiwei's face, especially the smile that blooms on it.
Sometimes he secretly thought that besides being pretty, Song Xiwei was not effeminate at all. She was also decisive and efficient, easygoing, eloquent, and knew how to please girls.
But for some reason, he always felt that Song Xiwei possessed something even more alluring than a woman...
That thing was invisible, intangible, formless, and colorless, yet it always managed to make Song Xiwei feel flustered and confused.
He had wondered if Song Xiwei might be some kind of fox spirit in disguise, or perhaps one of those beauties whose gender was indistinguishable when she was stunningly gorgeous...
But he had also smelled it. Song Xiwei didn't smell like a fox; instead, she had a cool and pleasant fragrance, like a delicate orchid in a secluded valley, faint and only noticeable when you got very close.
But Aoqian was certain that every time he smelled that fragrance, he would feel irresistibly drawn to it, even dizzy, disoriented, and a little lightheaded, as if he had fallen into a gentle, fragrant breeze and was unable to maintain his senses.
He really wanted to ask Song Xiwei if this was some kind of magic she had unleashed, capable of destroying a person's willpower invisibly.
But he had some concerns. If he told Song Xiwei about it, she would cut off the fragrance, and he would feel a little uneasy.
It has to be said that ever since Aoqian met Song Xiwei, he has become someone he doesn't even recognize, constantly struggling with contradictions.
Despite her intelligence, Song Xiwei was completely unaware of Aoqian's complex thoughts.
I just find Aoqian's sometimes blank and silly appearance incredibly cute.
When he smiled, his hostility lessened and his humanity increased, which pleased her even more.
Song Xiwei was happy to deal with Aoqian, and she was even more confident that she could change the trajectory of Aoqian's descent into darkness.
Throughout the journey, Aoqian's gaze almost never left her.
Song Xiwei could sense that Aoqian had liked to stare at her before, but he mostly dodged and secretly glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.
But being stared at like that made her feel uneasy, wondering if she had given herself away.
He then asked Aoqian, "Does Young Master have a problem with my face?"
Aoqian was startled, only then realizing that he had unknowingly become engrossed in staring at her again.
Aoqian was completely unable to control himself; instinctively, wherever she was, his gaze followed her.
When Song Xi asked him a question, Aoqian was stunned.
When Song Xiwei's hands began to knead her cheeks, she smiled like a beautiful flower, and a cool fragrance wafted over.
Aoqian's heart was racing, and he dared not move. He could only hold his breath as she rubbed his face until it turned red.
"I didn't mean to stare at you," Aoqian said in a somewhat somber tone.
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