There seemed to be a smile in her eyes at all times. Every time she smiled, her eyebrows would curve into crescents, and the dimples on her cheeks would appear. They were very infectious and made people unable to look away.
Meng Chuyuan placed her slender fingers on the knot of the silk scarf. Her fingertips touched the tender and fair skin at her collarbone. Meng Chuyuan tugged gently, and the scarf parted.
Because their call was about to end, Meng Chuyuan still had to change her clothes later, so she simply took off the scarf in advance.
"…" Lu Qingye was distracted for a moment and did not see the scarf around Meng Chuyuan's neck clearly. How did it end up in her hands in the blink of an eye?
Meng Chuyuan held the scarf in her hand and revealed her face. She looked up at the man on the screen and said softly, "I'll hang up first. Bye."
"Okay, go to bed early. Good night."
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