Looking at herself in the mirror, Lan Xin Ai murmured disappointingly, "If I knew today, I would have worn a chest sticker."
Xi Yemo didn't quite catch that: "What?"
"Nothing, I said this dress is beautiful."
Lan Xin Ai looked up with a mischievous glint in her eye.
The sales clerk bounced happily: "Miss, this dress cost XXXXX Yuan, do you prefer to pay with cash or card?"
So expensive!
Lan Xin Ai's first instinct was to take it off, but thinking about something, she clenched her teeth: "I'll take it, I'll wear this dress out."
Xi Yemo's eyes hardened as he subtly appraised Lan Xin Ai, not saying much.
...
After buying the dress, Lan Xin Ai left her original clothes at the store, to be picked up after dinner.
Just as they exited the store, Xi Yemo halted and pinched Lan Xin Ai's cheek: "Little Mischievous."
"What are you doing." Lan Xin Ai shook off his hand.
Xi Yemo fixed his eyes on her, making Lan Xin Ai feel like she was falling into a starry sky.
