This was the silhouette of a little girl resembling a porcelain doll, yet the little girl was not exactly small, merely appearing petite and adorable, brimming with spiritual aura, both cute and holy.
In the gaze of Zhou Yan's soul, the petite, sacred shadow of the girl gradually coalesced and grew, transforming from a dainty, adorable girl into a holy Goddess.
Afterward, she opened her eyes, as beautiful as the stars, within which materialized the illusory world of an icy, snowy realm. Yet within this harsh world, there was an endless charm of love winding its way through.
This was Ning'er's heart. Amidst the cold, there lay a beautiful longing, a beautiful yearning for love.
Zhou Yan's soul approached Ning'er's soul and, without any hesitation, naturally embraced each other.
At that moment, a spiritual and soulful pleasure instantaneously permeated both of their hearts and minds.
