Yan Xinxin's delicate body trembled.
The low, magnetic voice, clean yet seductive — wasn't this voice none other than Mo Chuxi's?!
What the heck, how did he get to the classroom so fast?!
"Wow!"
Lan Xuan, who had turned her head upon hearing the voice, immediately exclaimed in awe when she saw the man standing before her!
She had heard about Mo Chuxi from her parents and friends and had even seen his face in some news articles.
But!
Hearing was nothing compared to seeing!
Arched brows like swords, eyes like stars, a chiseled nose, and thin lips — every feature exquisitely defined, like a painting in ink.
He wore an expensive, limited-edition Versace suit, his tall and lean figure emanating an air of noble elegance.
Mo Chuxi's face bore no trace of a smile, even exuding a bit of a cool, indifferent demeanor. Yet the faintly curved arc at the corner of his peach blossom lips was devastatingly seductive.
"Oh my god! He looks even better in person!"
