Rong Yan was still surprised as to whether he had the ability to read minds, knowing everything she was thinking. Li Shengxiao had already released her hand and turned to pick up the shirt beside the bed, slipping it on and buttoning it up one by one in front of her.
Just as Rong Yan had thought, he was particularly well-suited to dark hues. Because his skin was quite fair—the beautiful ivory sort of fair—dark clothing made his complexion appear even whiter.
Li Shengxiao himself didn't have any skin blemishes; his handsome and aristocratic features stood out even more against his glowing white skin.
Rong Yan had always thought that 'noble' was a noun until she saw him in that shirt and realized that the word could also be an adjective!
"Wait a moment, I'll take a photo of you." Rong Yan dashed back, found her phone, and quickly opened the camera function.
