Before Su Qin stood a man with a slender figure, his handsome features softened by a gentle expression. A faint smile graced his face, yet his gaze was profoundly deep. Surrounding his body seemed to be a layer of crystalline light, bathing him in an aura of sanctity.0

His figure was draped in a silver-white robe, lending him an air of nobility. This starkly contrasted with Su Qin's simple clothes and modest hairpin.0

Su Qin's breathing was noticeably hurried, but the man effortlessly reached out, taking the milk tea she had just prepared, and took a light sip.0

"It lacks a bit of sweetness. I remember your milk tea used to be sweeter. Is it less sweet now because your life is missing me?" His voice remained gentle yet...4