golden iris that flickered within, giving me the sensation of looking into an abyss where magma churned.A dangerous and deadly attraction."Mu Xia Qiao," he leaned in close, his voice low and serious....ddle deeper into the collar of my down jacket.My brother had a large scarf around his neck. It must have been given to him by Lin Yanqin—he wouldn't buy such an expensive brand scarf himself.He chuckl...