Who are you handsome?
The young man's exquisite eyes slightly moved upwards, he swept his gaze towards Zheng Jiajia, and his lips suddenly curled into a faint smile, "Oh, so it's Boss Zheng, I've heard a lot about you."
The youth's smile was very clean. It was like a fine crystal, giving off a dazzling multicolored luster under the sunlight.
With just that smile, Zheng Jiajia's eyes did not move away from that youth's face.
Handsome, very handsome.
Zheng Jiajia realized that the teenager's eyebrows were extremely thick, his eyelashes were long and raised. With a light blink, his eyelashes were like a good goose feather fan, giving off an enchanting curve.
Under these beautiful eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as spring water in a mountain. They were like a young beast that had just entered the world, and they carried innocence and innocence, causing people to feel pity for them.