My breath caught. Just a second ago, I was wondering if he'd like the gift I had brought, and the next, a bucket of ice water completely woke me up. How ridiculous.,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.,His hair was a little long, without hair gel to fix it, falling messily across his forehead. Because he had his eyes closed, he looked more relaxed than usual. Only at this time could he be completely unreserved, staring at him openly and boldly.。