Chapter 267 Who Is He?

• I looked up from hands and eventually raised my head up. That was a good-looking face, but a little too feminine.
• He didn’t have the masculine, chiseled features of Tang Xiao, nor the refined and gentle temperament of Tao Jin. There was no trace of Mu Zisong’s slovenly attitude in him as well. His beauty carried a tad of wickedness, especially his eyes—they did not seem pure, but cunning instead.
• After checking him out from head to toe, I answered, “No, I’m waiting for someone.”