"Is it really?" Xia Yueqing darted behind him, afraid the door might suddenly open the next moment.
Pei Yiting shook his head, amused. "Just kidding."
"Really? Don't joke around; I'm not ready yet," Xia Yueqing was still not completely reassured.
From last year until now, still not ready? If things keep going like this, her answer won't change even after another year.
Pei Yiting rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Not kidding, let's try on the wedding dress first."
With that, he took the wedding dress out of the gift box, its pure white color captivating the eyes.
Under his repeated assurances, Xia Yueqing finally believed him halfway.
Just as she lowered her guard, Pei Yiting's hand reached over, twirled her around, and Xia Yueqing found herself with her back to him.
"Hey, what are you doing?" She was just about to twist her body when he pressed her shoulders, and his other hand pulled down the zipper of her dress.
