head slightly towards Yan Luoxi; he noticed that the usually ravenous girl barely touched her plate of sumptuous dishes, clearly still pouting.Yan Luoxi seemed tired, hardly speaking or eating. She ju...and delicate as falling snow. "If I were to say that you resemble someone, so much that it compels me to get close to you, would you think the story sounds cliché""A bit cliché," Yan Luoxi’s pale lips...