Bai Cheng'an furrowed his brows, "The dress is too small?"
"It's not small."
"Then it's too big?"
"It's not big."
As they were talking, they heard the lock click, and the little woman in the room cried out like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Why do you have the key?"
The man, dressed in white and looking incredibly handsome and noble, had one hand in his pocket and the other twirling keys, said disdainfully, "It's to guard against you..."
As he was speaking, both his voice and the movement of the keys suddenly stopped—
Just in the bedroom a meter away, Qian Sisi stood awkwardly in a fire-red, deep-V body-hugging dress. Her hands frantically tried to cover her chest and thighs but couldn't properly shield anything, allowing Bai Cheng'an's gaze to quickly sweep over her half-exposed rolling chest and fair thighs...
Tsk... Anna really dared to choose a bold one!
The only function this dress served was "covering shame."
