Wen Xinya stood in front of the mirror, the white color making her body seem even more slim and graceful. She gave one the impression that she was pure and chaste.
Si Yiyan stood behind her and looked at her reflection up and down, his eyes unwilling to leave her body.
Xinya's bone structure was already great, and under his care and nurture, her body became perfect. It was as if she was made for all the clothing in the world. She was the one who chose which clothing she wanted to wear, rather than which clothing looked good on her, because they all looked beautiful on her. In all the pieces of clothing he had chosen for her, there were all sorts of colors and styles of clothing, but few pieces that were purely white.
Perhaps it was how stunning Xinya looked when she wore white, but he did not want others to see how enchanting she actually was under her beauty.
