"A fascinating soul is one in a million," Lu Yuan said. "These clothes are a bit thick, which is a little inconvenient."
"Well, Yuan~ you could put your hand inside, wouldn't that be better?" Gu Ziye whispered.
Gu Ziye had a point. Wasn't he just complaining that the clothes were too thick? Getting rid of the clothes would solve the problem, right?
Of course, you playful and lively Gu Ziye, you shouldn't be too confident about your figure.
Those slender arms, slender legs, and slender waist of yours—it was all true.
If this were the modern era, where being thin is considered beautiful, you would certainly be admired by many.
But do those men really just appreciate "beauty in thinness"?
Don't they also demand that you have curves where it counts?
Heh! That's men for you~
What if, after removing that final piece of red cloth, Lu Yuan saw that there wasn't much to see? Wouldn't that be awkward?
