At this moment, the candlelight flickered inside the room, casting a warm and gentle glow throughout.
The candlelight fell on Su Muyao, enveloping her in an enchanting halo.
It illuminated her icy skin and jade bone, breathtakingly beautiful.
At this moment, Su Muyao was indulging in the taste of wine, lazily leaning against the table, her fingertips loosely clutching the wineglass, with red wine staining the corner of her lips, spreading a hint of intoxication.
She was already a peerless beauty, now with her eyes slightly lowered, lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, cheeks flushed with a post-wine blush, even her breath carried a faint fragrance of wine, like a spirit flower blooming under the moon, captivating and mesmerizing.
