"So beautiful!"
As Gu Xixi unfolded the qipao, Jiang Xiaobai exclaimed sincerely.
"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the clothes!"
Giving Jiang Xiaobai an eye roll, Gu Xixi let out an annoyed huff through her nostrils, a displeased expression on her face.
"Haha, just kidding. Of course, our lady who's more delicate than flowers is also very beautiful. Go to your room and try on these two qipaos for me to see," Jiang Xiaobai said.
"Who said you could come!" Gu Xixi turned and left.
"I'll go by myself." Jiang Xiaobai followed behind Gu Xixi with his hands behind his back, and she did not say anything, which was a silent agreement.
Once inside Gu Xixi's suite, she said, "You rascal, just stand here and wait. Don't follow me anymore; I'm going into my room."
"What kind of person do you take me for? Is it customary to just waltz into a girl's boudoir?" Jiang Xiaobai laughed.