"What are you two talking about?" You know what they say about speaking ill of others. They had only muttered a single comment, and Qiong'an had already heard them.
"Nothing important. We were just saying how seriously you two are taking this," Shi Li said with a smile, trying to brush it off.
But for some reason—perhaps because they had overdone it last night—
the moment she met Qiong'an's gaze, Shi Li felt her knees go weak.
A familiar heat began to smolder within her again.
Before she could start blushing, Shi Li quickly pinched her own thigh to snap herself out of it.
'What kind of nonsense am I thinking about?'
'I guess life can't get too comfortable, otherwise you start developing... other urges.'
Shi Li never imagined she would one day be like this.
"These are the current ideas for the venue and the gown. Since you wanted to speed things up, the gown was chosen from an existing collection."
