"Why, don't you like it?" Shi Yu, who appeared behind Shen Cheng silently at some unknown point, gently wrapped an arm around her waist. "If none of these please you, I can get another batch sent over for you to choose from."
"No need, it's just a piece of clothing. Isn't it all the same what I wear?"
As Shen Cheng said this, she turned her head to look at him, only to find him suddenly leaning close to her, their nose tips touching.
He looked at her intently, his deep eyes seemingly trying to draw her in.
Seeing this, a few servants quietly withdrew from the room.
Shen Cheng felt his large hand on her waist becoming restless. She dropped the small ornament she was holding in her hand and raised her finger to his lips, placing it between them.
This seductive gesture deepened the smile in Shi Yu's eyes, and he curled his lips, "My woman, you look good in anything."
