Gao Ge obediently came down from him, pulled up the bed sheet to cover the lingering spring scene, one hand propped against her head, bending at the corner of her mouth, looking at the man's handsome cheek, her eyes swirling with emotion, a thousand thoughts.,A man's five senses are profound, each meticulously crafted to perfection. His sword-like eyebrows are thinly drawn and just right, resembling an ink wash painting. His high nose bridge is steep like a mountain range. His thin lips are slightly parted, with a subtle upward curve, pale yet alluring—a pair particularly suited for kissing.,Time flies, in the blink of an eye, it's been three years. I hooked my finger around his chin, lowered my eyelids, and gently pushed him.。