Su Ruowan looked up and saw Jing Muchen standing in front of the mirror on the dressing table. He was wearing a white bath towel and the blue knitted sweater that she bought in the morning!
Jing Muchen turned his head when he heard the commotion. He looked at her with his deep eyes. His gaze was frivolous and his tone was smug." You have good taste.""
The corners of Su Ruowan's mouth couldn't help but curl up. She endured it for a long time before her expression became less excited. She walked over and stood beside him. She looked at the handsome face in the mirror and asked softly," Does it fit?""
Jing Muchen coughed lightly and said," I didn't expect you to know my body size so well."
Uh. Su Ruowan was a little embarrassed by the hint in his words. She glared at him slightly and looked at his body.
