He took the clothes and sat on the dressing table, waiting for the girl whose uncombed hair still looked somewhat fluffy. She resembled a cat, utterly adorable.
"So, shall we wear this one?"
"Yes!"
Seeing the clothes brought over, the girl who had learned to dress herself these days began to undo her own buttons.
However, the man who used to call Sister Wang to help her change clothes before, today, as she began unfastening her own buttons, he reached out his hand: "Let me help you."
"Sure." She readily agreed, and then, releasing her own hands, she allowed him to help her change.
Her trust in him was boundless. From the day she woke up and saw him, and from when he told her they were husband and wife, the closest people in the world, she had regarded him as her most trusted and dearest person.
In just a few seconds, he had undone the buttons under her pajamas.
