Zhou Wang, with his hands under his head, leaned against the headboard, quietly watching her eat.
"Beauty is a feast."
When someone is exceptionally attractive, whatever they're doing, just watching them is a great joy.
Ding Yi's looks were undoubtedly top-notch.
In Zhou Wang's current view, just by her features alone, she should really be considered number one. Of course, the difference between her and others like the senior sister or Qingkui was negligible. Her victory was likely due to her flawless, jade-like skin.
Highlighted by such skin, her already defined features seemed even more so, her naturally dark and lustrous lashes appeared more distinct, and her petite, rosy lips stood out even more.
When she ate, the simple act of her lips parting and closing was enough to mesmerize Zhou Wang.
