In the hotel room.
Chen Lusi put down the things she was carrying, then got up and helped Lin Ying take out her single ponytail.
"This is the first time I've bought so many skirts."
Lin Ying lightly flicked her smooth, shoulder-length long hair, then turned around to take the hair tie, slightly arching her waist. Her delicate face, smooth as silk, was full of mischief.
"...Mm."
Chen Lusi glanced at the large bags on the floor, paused for a moment, and nodded.
He was numb from looking at long skirts.
"Do you want to see?"
Lin Ying slowly squatted down, reached into the bag to rummage through the clothes, then looked up at Chen Lusi.
"Although it's a bit different from what I imagined... but it kind of counts."
Hearing this, Chen Lusi looked at the crouching Lin Ying, sighed, and squatted down next to her.
Lin Ying seemed a bit surprised by his words: "What difference?"
"Nothing."
Chen Lusi turned around, then cupped her beautiful face and kissed her forcefully.
"..."
