He saw a trace of concern on her pretty face.

Brian watched her face getting nearer and nearer as she gently blew his eyes. At this point, his heart skipped a beat.

"How is it? Does it feel better?" Rosalynn looked at Brian's red eyes and asked with concern.

Brian stared at her and said in a low voice, "It still stings a bit...”

"| see... How about you go see a doctor?"

"No. Just blow my eyes again.”

"Okay."

Rosalynn nodded obediently and gently blew a couple more times.

Feeling her warm breath on his face, Brian couldn't help staring at her soft red lips. His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, swallowing hard.

He wanted to hold her thin waist.

"How about now? Does it feel better?" Rosalynn asked again, staring into his eyes.

At this time, Brian averted his gaze and returned to his cold and arrogant expression.

"Yes..."

Finally, Rosalynn was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

His eyes were still slightly reddish because of being irritated.

Under the setting sun, she noticed that his skin looked more delicate than hers.

For a while, there was an awkward silence between them. But then a little girl came to them, carrying a basket of flowers.

"Sir, please buy the lady a wreath! It would look so good on her!"

Hearing the girl's voice, Rosalynn and Brian turned their heads to her at the same time.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, and she wore an innocent smile while waving the wreath in her hand with expectation.

Rosalynn was about to refuse, but a sly look suddenly flashed through her eyes.

She told the girl that she would buy it. But instead of wearing it, she sneakily put it on Brian's head.

As she had expected, Brian looked a lot different with the wreath on his head.

He was already so handsome to begin with.

This time, the flowers on his head tamed his domineering aura and just made him more enchanting.