And now he just wants to be nicer to her, even nicer.
Maybe, he just hopes she won't leave him so soon.
An Ziqing is already dressed, standing in front of Ling Chuan, fastening his shirt buttons.
She's fastening them very carefully.
Fastening all the buttons she can see.
But there are too many buttons fastened, making the shirt fit too tightly, Ling Chuan's chest muscles are very noticeable.
With the buttons undone, the bare chest is exposed for anyone to see.
Ling Chuan rolled his eyes and directly grabbed her hand, "Alright, just leave it as it is, let's go out!"
"Hey! The buttons aren't done properly!" An Ziqing complained.
Ling Chuan glanced at her, "Your skirt is so short, and you still have the nerve to criticize me!"
"It's not short! It just hits above the knee! It's a short version!"
"The knees aren't even covered!"
"There's no need to cover them..."
