Lin Yan wanted to look pretty, so in this cold weather, she dressed lightly.
With black long boots, her slender and straight beautiful legs were exposed. Was she not wearing pants? In such cold weather, fashion over warmth.
Lin Yan opened the car door and got in, but just a few steps had her shivering, and she kept blowing into her palms to warm them.
The warm air blown around inside the car dispelled the chill from her body.
"What kind of weather is it to show your thighs?" Lu Chenyuan placed his hand on Lin Yan's thin leg, feeling something was off, he spoke.
Lin Yan said: "You're such a man who doesn't get women, I am wearing them, see? These are bare-leg miracle tights, they've been trendy for a long time, you didn't know that?"
Lu Chenyuan pinched with his long fingers, lifted up a layer, intrigued, "How would I know, you never told me."
Lin Yan smiled charmingly, "Do I look pretty?"
