Lian Xinying picked up the needle and thread and completely lost track of time.
Everything around her seemed to have come to a standstill.
She was completely immersed in her own world.
The little princess dress in her hands was almost finished, just a few stitches shy of completion.
Yan Ye had made his steps exceptionally light as he ascended the stairs, so Lian Xinying did not notice someone was coming up.
Soon, only a bedroom door stood between the two.
Before opening the door, Yan Ye hadn't thought much, he simply wanted to see what Lian Xinying looked like when she was deeply engrossed in her work.
She must look full of feminine charm when she's serious.
This was what Yan Ye imagined.
But when he pushed open the door, what he saw did not match the scene he had envisioned at all.
The seriously working Lian Xinying was indeed beautiful, but it wasn't the mature vibe Yan Ye had pictured.
