White Skirt Fluttering (3/3)

After dinner, they decided not to drive and instead walk there. As they left the restaurant, Jiang Hao held out his hand. This time, Marilyn Monroe did not hesitate much before placing her hand in his.

Neon lights glowed from the shops around them, while an endless stream of pedestrians passed along the street, each living out a different kind of life.

"As you walk, you can observe people—the way they walk, their expressions, and the stories that may be happening to them."

As they walked, Jiang Hao did not forget to explain acting lessons to Marilyn Monroe. She listened attentively and nodded repeatedly.

She was a somewhat clumsy student, but she worked hard.

Beep! Beep!

A car approached from the opposite direction and honked. The two moved aside, and just then, a rumbling sound suddenly came from beneath their feet as a subway train passed below them.

"Ah~~"

Jiang Hao heard a soft cry and turned to look. Marilyn Monroe's white dress had flown up like a blooming white lotus. She spread her legs and pressed down hard on the hem of her skirt.

Her slightly parted lips, mildly startled expression, billowing skirt, and golden wavy curls made the scene incredibly beautiful.

"Ding~~ Collected 10 Sexiness Points from Marilyn Monroe."

A true recreation of a classic. Jiang Hao gained 10 Sexiness Points.

The subway quickly passed, and Marilyn Monroe's dress fell back down. She finally let out a breath. Seeing Jiang Hao looking at her, she suddenly smiled and said sweetly, "Jon, that really startled me, but it was so cool."

"That was beautiful," Jiang Hao praised.

It truly was beautiful. No wonder it had become Marilyn Monroe's signature image.

"Really?" Marilyn Monroe asked with a smile.

"Let's go. Broadway Street is just ahead," Jiang Hao said.

"Okay."

Marilyn