As soon as Yun Qiluo saw no one around, she immediately opened the box.
She took out the contents as if presenting a treasure.
Softly she asked for help, "Beautiful woman, look at this, do you know how to do it? I’ve been trying to put it on for so long and still couldn’t, could you teach me?"
Yan Yan’s gaze was caught off guard by a touch of light pink.
The thing was adorned with cute lace edges, swaying back and forth in front of him...
A few seconds later, that stunning yet expressionless face showed signs of cracking for the first time.
His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he thought he’d heard wrong.
Regarding his sudden change of expression, Yun Qiluo was no longer afraid.
Ever since that day they slept together and went shopping, she realized he wouldn’t abandon her or dislike her.
So she began to be a bit more reckless, tugging at his sleeve and softly saying, "Beautiful woman, I really don’t know how to wear this, could you teach me?"
Whenever she encountered something she didn’t understand, her first reaction was to ask the beautiful woman for help.
After all, he was her only friend.
And since the beautiful woman was so capable and knew everything, this thing surely wouldn’t stump him!
"..." Half of Yan Yan’s face turned dark, his exquisite features sank, and his phoenix eyes stared hard at the thing in front of him. After a long moment, he shifted his gaze, "Put it away."
He was silent for a while before gritting three words from his teeth, "I don’t know."
Yun Qiluo immediately scrunched her little eyebrows in confusion, carefully examining the item in her hand.
Although this thing looked a bit complicated, the ladies at the lingerie store all managed it, why wouldn’t the beautiful woman know?
Such a capable beautiful woman shouldn’t be unable.
The young girl tilted her head and asked him, "Beautiful woman, do you really not know?"
Not believing him, she placed the item in front of him again, saying: "Do you want to take a closer look? The lady at the lingerie store said it’s very easy."
Yan Yan’s gaze swept over the item, his dangerously alluring eyes turned to the simple and inquisitive face of the young girl in front of him.
"I don’t know." His tone was icy, fighting the urge to throw her out.
If she were really thrown out, who knows what she would think, perhaps that he was going to abandon her again.
Then she’d be crying with red eyes again.
Realizing he actually cared about her feelings, Yan Yan felt as if he’d seen a ghost, ever since this little thing came along, his tolerance seemed to have grown?
When had he ever been so accommodating to someone before?
Seeing that he indeed didn’t seem to know, Yun Qiluo pulled at her hair in distress.
"What to do, I don’t know either, but it seems like I have to wear it," she muttered softly and gloomily, "Why do girls have to wear this anyway?"
With no help in sight, she could only put the item back in the box.
Then she glanced at the stunning man in front of her, wrinkled her nose, and said, "Beautiful woman, you’re so dumb."
For the first time in his life being called dumb, Yan Yan couldn’t help the vein jumping on his forehead.
He glanced again at the troubled young girl in front of him.
A trace of helplessness still flashed in his eyes as he stood up and walked out.
The study door opened, and Housekeeper Chen had already been waiting respectfully outside.
Housekeeper Chen didn’t have the guts to eavesdrop, yet he was too afraid to leave, worried something might happen once Yun Qiluo went in, so he stayed, waiting for her to come out.
Unexpectedly, it wasn’t Yun Qiluo who emerged, but their master.