Li Qiao followed the man to a table, where several brocade boxes of different sizes caught her eye.
Before she could take a closer look, the man's husky voice already floated to her ears, "Have you ever worn a red dress before?"
Li Qiao probably didn't know what kind of visual effect the long dress had on her.
Her already slender figure was accentuated, making her look tall and exquisite. The flowing hem of the dress and the wine-red color warmed her otherwise cool demeanor.
Li Qiao looked down, her tone slightly disdainful, "No."
She didn't quite like such flashy and bright colors.
Then, the man wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned down, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "Well, don't wear it again."
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise and took another look at herself, "Is it not pretty?"
