The most beautiful place in the world (29)

Beiming Qinghan looked at Lin weiyue's expression and heard her tone. She frowned.

Lin weiyue stood on the steps and looked at beiming Qinghan with her back against the light. She felt that beiming Qinghan was really beautiful. Perhaps he was worthy of his reputation as the most beautiful man. He had a kind of otherworldly elegance, like the White snow on the top of the snow Mountain, without a trace of dust. She had an extraordinary temperament, calm and elegant, and charming.

Beiming Qinghan's beauty was different from ye xueluo 's. They each had their own charm.

At the thought of ye xueluo, Lin weiyue quickly shook her head. Why did she still miss him? she didn't want to miss him anymore.

A beautiful man's frown was also very beautiful.

Especially when beiming Qinghan's eyes were fixed on her. Her eyes were shining with a mysterious light, as if she wanted to swallow her up.