"Dali, do I look good?" Tang Muxin put the cloak over her shoulders and turned around in front of Hong Dali excitedly. "How does it feel?"
"Not bad." Hong Dali laughed. "Looks very noble, hehe!"
Clothes made the man, indeed. Tang Muxin was already beautiful. In addition to the cloak for Honorary Aristocrats' close and trusted people, her identity also went up by several levels. She looked like an elegant little princess.
"Sweet talking!" Tang Muxin was very happy with what Hong Dali said. She inched closer to Hong Dali and gave him a peck on the lips. Her entire face turned red and she retreated to a corner shyly…
"Xinxin is embarrassed again." Li Nianwei, who looked much more elegant and graceful in the cloak, held of Tang Muxin's arm and whispered, "Previously, Dali was in Xinxin's room…"
"Aiya, Sister Nianwei, you're making fun of me!" Tang Muxin wanted to dig a hole and hide. "I won't allow you to continue!"
