For a moment they stood in silence in the heart of a mystical cave, surrounded by a breathtaking display of glowing butterfly-like creatures. The air shimmered with an enchanting luminescence, casting a soft, ethereal glow on their faces. As the butterflies danced around them, their delicate wings creating a ballet of light, Luo Muchen found himself utterly captivated by Qie Xieling's presence.
He couldn't tear his gaze away from him, his eyes fixated on the radiant smile that adorned his face. Every curve and contour of Qie Xieling's features seemed to glow with an otherworldly allure, drawing Luo Muchen in like a moth to a flame.
The intensity of his smitten gaze was palpable as if the world around them had faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of them in this magical moment.