But when his gaze dropped to the 'spring scenery' on her chest, and the dress that had already slipped halfway down her breasts, he finally understood what was happening!
"Xiaowan!" Han Wenxuan stared blankly at her chest for a moment, his hand frozen in mid-air, completely unsure of what to do.
Mu Xiangwan was both embarrassed and angry, ashamed. Seeing that everyone around was staring at her, she hated Wu Meiting more than ever at this moment.
"What are you still looking at! Take off your coat and give it to me!" Seeing Han Wenxuan staring dumbfoundedly at her chest, Mu Xiangwan's anger flared even more. With a sharp yell, she no longer cared about her dignity.
Only then did Han Wenxuan come to his senses. He wanted to help her tie the strap on the back of her dress, but she couldn't turn around, and he couldn't see the clasp on her waist in his current position.
