In the chilling night breeze, the long hair under the military hat flew in the wind. Shen Qiang couldn't help but be mesmerized by the rare charming expression on the absolute beauty of Qian Shanxue's face.
Her tall, graceful figure and heroic elegance made Qian Shanxue very beautiful.
But what truly attracted Shen Qiang's gaze wasn't just her stunning looks.
After all, Shen Qiang was never lacking in beauties around him.
Yet at this moment, when Qian Shanxue's eyes, filled with a cold and aloof demeanor and the aura of battle and slaughter, showed a tender and youthful expression, the stark contrast of it struck Shen Qiang deeply.
Because she was unique.
Cold and aloof, decisive, merciless, unrestrained.
These words could describe a man, but when applied to Qian Shanxue, they were not surprising at all.
Except for this tender expression.
It was the first time Shen Qiang had discovered this after knowing Qian Shanxue for over six months.
