Yin Xueyang and Li Zhiyan had already let everything that shouldn't have happened happen.
So even if Li Zhiyan saw something, Yin Xueyang felt it didn't matter anymore.
After quickly changing into a skirt, she put the dirty pants to one side.
Looking at herself in the mirror, her slender, snow-white beautiful legs.
At this moment, Yin Xueyang felt increasingly embarrassed; for so many years, the only person who had seen her flaws was Li Zhiyan, and it wasn't just once.
The first time was when she had been knocked into a river by a passerby.
Following that, Li Zhiyan had jumped in and rescued her.
And from that moment, she had felt the frightening side of Li Zhiyan.
Today, he had rescued her once again.
"This little beast..."
"Since he saved me, I'll wear the sweater he gave me, but forget about the black stockings."
Yin Xueyang was very aware of her own beauty and figure, looking very glamorous in black stockings.
