Di Jinxuan didn't notice and was pushed forward a step by Qin Yun.
But she was still somewhat distant from Nangong Jin, yet he seemed to sense her presence and suddenly turned his head toward her.
A pair of bright peach blossom eyes instantly rippled as if startled, and those ripples in the instant captured everyone's attention.
Di Jinxuan quietly watched him.
He curled his lips, his smile widening. The cigarette was held between his teeth, exuding an ineffable roguish charm.
Then, he took the cigarette out with his hand, looking embarrassed, he lowered his head with a laugh, and then walked over to her with a large bouquet of roses in his arms.
After a few steps, he seemed to think smoking while doing this wasn't quite appropriate, so he threw the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it to put it out, his movements casual yet dashing.
