Seeing Tian Xiaoqian arrive empty-handed, Wang Xiaolong's face showed a look of surprise, "What sincerity have you brought?"
"Me!"
As she spoke, Tian Xiaoqian not only took a step forward.
She also casually undid the straps at the back of her dress.
She was wearing a bright red dress, somewhat resembling an ancient-style wedding gown.
The skirt wasn't very long, just covering the knees.
A belt cinched her waist tightly, making her slender midriff look too delicate to grasp!
And above, it wasn't completely covered, revealing her white-as-jade shoulders and delicate collarbones.
The body of the dress was form-fitting, hugging her delicate frame, especially accentuating her proud bust.
When she leaned forward slightly, the constrained cleavage became particularly eye-catching.
This wedding-like dress was something Tian Xiaoqian had spent over three hours today, scouring the whole town to carefully select and buy.
