She stared at him with a pair of clear yet panicked eyes, her gaze filled with longing. A tear mole sat beneath the corner of her right eye. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down to her ears, falling softly without a hint of aggression.,The steward rushed over to report, "Miss Zhu just vomited up what she had just eaten again, and it sounds awful!",Nan Song placed a seal on the bedside table. From selecting the material to buying the jade and finally carving it, it took almost a year. This was a three-year anniversary gift made with heart for him.。