"Now, it looks good. Keep smiling like this," Zhang Wei remarked, and an awkward, forced smile appeared on Wu Xue's face as she played along.
'Keep smiling?' She mumbled, her gaze locked on his eyes.
There was an unexpected tug at her heartstrings, and for a moment, the world seemed to fade around them.
Zhang Wei's actions were innocent, devoid of any ulterior motives, meant purely for amusement.
Little did he know that today he had made a sneak attack on her, rendering her one step closer to stumbling and falling upon his dick.
Hiding her inner turmoil, Wu Xue maintained her awkward smile as Zhang Wei finally removed his hands from her face.
She even used her own hands to stretch her features comically, speaking in an exaggerated tone, "Is it good enough now, Emperor Zhang Wei? Can this little woman finally be deemed worthy of admission as a concubine?"
Her voice took on an excessively funny quality, causing Zhang Wei's lips to twitch.
