Peak-forest garments, the place Meng Wanning decided to visit on a whim.
Chen Cheng wasn't particularly interested in this artificially developed ancient village, but Meng Wanning in traditional Bouyei attire truly caught his eye.
Her complexion was naturally fair, which seemed even more translucent against the dark blue garment.
Her black hair was woven into a fine braid, adorned with colorful beaded flowers, and complemented by the sparkling silver accessories, adding a unique charm.
"Sir, do I look like an authentic Bouyei girl?"
Meng Wanning spun around, her skirt sweeping across Chen Cheng's trouser legs as she laughed and looked at the man before her.
"Good thing we live in a lawful society now."
"What do you mean?"
Chen Cheng said with a smile, "Otherwise, I would have to kidnap you to be my bandit bride."
Meng Wanning chuckled, "Sir doesn't need to kidnap me; I already belong to you."
