Stopping a meter away from him, she halted her steps.
Shang Hexing looked up at her, the amazement in his eyes undiminished as he softly said, "Very beautiful."
Wen Zhi was slightly startled.
Shang Hexing repeated, "You look very beautiful tonight, you've put in the effort."
To tease him, she had specifically dressed up; this formality was her way of showing affection.
Wen Zhi's cheeks warmed slightly, and she squatted down, realizing halfway because of the slit in her long dress she hesitated for two seconds but then forced herself to squat anyway.
But the unintended exposure caused by her forced squat was undoubtedly a visual shock for Shang Hexing.
The depth in those dark eyes grew deeper, and his breathing gradually became more erratic.
Wen Zhi, feigning ignorance, met his gaze, and asked, "Are you still angry now?"
Shang Hexing shook his head.
Wen Zhi muttered, "You're not angry anymore so quickly, but I'm still angry."
