The man was tall and imposing, his light grey suit was perfectly ironed without the slightest crease on it. His hair was meticulously styled with a hair gel, only letting three bangs fall on his forehead giving him a rather younger look—— his thick brows and deep eyes locked on her face, as his handsome face darkened by several degrees, his skin that was so fair that it was almost pale flushed red with a hint of anger as his high nose scrunched up in distaste, his lips that were red and kissable pursed tightly as his dark, glittering eyes raked her from top to bottom. His gaze skimmed from her face to the down of her toes before it snapped back to her face and he parted his lips and spoke in his deep and sensual voice, " What are you wearing Song Yan?"
My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser
Fantasy · fairytail72
detail