The Jiang Chenglong that was in front of her was unprecedentedly unfamiliar.
One of his eyes was almost fully red. On a closer look, it was all bloodshot.
And in the other eye, the dark pupil flickered with a terrifying luster.
This look was imprinted on his beautiful amorous eyes and looked exceptionally flirtatious.
Rong Xuelong seemed to be meeting him for the first time and her eyes were fixed on his face.
She knew that he was handsome, but this was the first time she had seen him like this, pushing his beauty to the limits.
His beautiful amorous eyes were in a mess. Her straight nose bridge seemed to be carved by a knife, and the exquisite facial lines still carried the tenderness of a young man, but they were also a little fierce because of his imposing manner at this moment.
His petal-like lips were slightly opened, and they were covered in a bloody red.