"You look good! You look good!"
Ma Yunle nodded repeatedly and secretly nudged Wang Xiao, who was still in a daze. "What are you waiting for? Say something!"
"Ah? Oh! It's beautiful!"
Wang Xiao nodded perfunctorily and pointed at a black veil decorated with sequins in Zhou Xiruo's hand. "But what's that gauze?"
"It's called a veil!"
Zhou Xiruo rolled her eyes angrily. Then, she folded the veil into a triangle and placed it in the breast pocket of Wang Xiao's jacket. "This way, others will know that we're together!"
Wang Xiao fiddled with the black veil with a puzzled expression. "Is there such a thing?"
Beside him, Ma Yunle pursed his lips and chuckled. His gaze kept changing between Wang Xiao and Zhou Xiruo. He had an expression on his face that suggested he had been through such a thing before and clearly understood something.
"Junior Brother is really capable!"
