786 There Are Never What If’s (16)

Looking at the handsome face before her, Rong Mo froze for a long time without snapping out of it; the same was the case for Shang Mo. The two of them stared at one another just like that, time seemingly frozen between them as their breaths intertwined in a hazy mist.

Tension and ambiguity rose steadily in the air.

This was not the first time that Shang Mo was in such close proximity of Rong Mo, but it was the first time he was scrutinizing her this carefully.

He was shocked to find out how delicate her features were up close.

Those single eyelids were sharp like a knife, exuding forth a firm coldness. Yet, that nose was petite and slightly rounded, giving off a feeling of innocence and childishness. It was truly hard to imagine that someone could combine those two starkly different feelings into a single image with such refreshing tenderness.