In the study room.
As soon as Yun Qiluo saw no one around, she immediately opened the box.
She took out the contents as if presenting a treasure.
Softly she asked for help, "Beautiful woman, look at this, do you know how to do it? I've been trying to put it on for so long and still couldn't, could you teach me?"
Yan Yan's gaze was caught off guard by a touch of light pink.
The thing was adorned with cute lace edges, swaying back and forth in front of him...
A few seconds later, that stunning yet expressionless face showed signs of cracking for the first time.
"What did you say?"
His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he thought he'd heard wrong.
Regarding his sudden change of expression, Yun Qiluo was no longer afraid.
Ever since that day they slept together and went shopping, she realized he wouldn't abandon her or dislike her.
