Xia Weibao breathed a sigh of relief; it's good that he's the only one here.
Taking advantage of the red veil's cover, she continued to chew on the pastry in her mouth.
Lu Hualiang entered to see the person sitting on the bed swaying back and forth, unaware of what she was doing.
He chuckled softly as he approached, catching the faint scent of lilies.
Some pieces of lily cake on the table had been nibbled by some rat, which apparently was in a hurry, leaving crumbs everywhere.
With a doting smile, he thought, this girl must be starving today.
Taking the veil pole bound with a red thread, he gently lifted her red veil.
Xia Weibao looked up and was stunned.
The man was exquisitely handsome, looking down as if he was her whole world.
This was his most handsome moment.
Lu Hualiang also seemed a bit dumbfounded; the girl's delicate face was like a flower, made even more lovely by the contrast of her red clothes.
