Grandmaster

Chu Li met his gaze and he gradually went into a trance.

He was on Jade Island Guardian. As the lake breeze blew gently with a faint floral scent in the air, he and Xiao Qi were sitting in the gazebo.

Xiao Qi was dressed in a snow-white clothing; her bright eyes were like autumn water, glistening beautifully while it reflected his figure. At this moment, he had forgotten everything.

Chu Li stared blankly at her. There was a strong impulse in him to pull her into his arms.

When this impulse emerged, he no longer had his usual restraint. He just reached out his hands and hugged her instead. Instantly, a faint fragrance wafted into his embrace and he could feel a soft, warm body in his arms. Her suet-white jade-like face was in close proximity to him. Her gentle breath was as fresh as an orchid.