The floor-to-ceiling windows by the corridor were not closed. The night breeze blew on Ye Linlang's exposed shoulders. She subconsciously hugged her arms tightly.
The muslin clothes floated to the ground. Only then did Ye Linlang realize what Jiang Qiran had done!
The apricot-colored undergarments were not of the same style as modern undergarments. Instead, they were more similar to the suspenders in modern clothing.
A few thin and short ribbons were crossed around Ye Linlang's neck, giving people the illusion that they would break at the slightest pull!
From her shoulders to her back, almost half of it was exposed. Although it was still much more conservative than a swimsuit, Ye Linlang was, after all, thin-skinned. She felt that she could not get over it!
Thinking of this, a blush appeared on her fair face. Suddenly, there was an indescribable dryness, and even the tip of her ears could not help but be stained with a faint blush!
