In mid-October, the Canton Fair arrived right on schedule.
Jiang Xia got up at half past five and sat before the mirror, applying an exquisitely detailed makeup look.
It took her a whole hour just to do her makeup!
After she finished, Zhou Chenglei stared fixedly at Jiang Xia for several seconds without coming back to himself.
Seeing him staring at her without even blinking, Jiang Xia smiled, struck a pose, and asked, "Pretty?"
Looking at her alluring red lips, as enchanting as a gorgeous rose, Zhou Chenglei wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and was about to kiss her, intending to tell her through his actions:
She was not merely pretty, but exceptionally captivating!
Jiang Xia hurriedly dodged him. "Don't! Don't wrinkle my clothes or smudge my makeup!"
Zhou Chenglei did not insist, knowing how much effort she had put into doing her makeup.
He lowered his eyes to look at her fair, straight, slender legs. "Aren't those pants a little too short? Do you want to change into another pair? The wind's pretty strong today."
Jiang Xia lowered her head and glanced at them. "Short? This length is just right. Don't you think the length of these pants, paired with my top, sets off my figure's proportions perfectly?"
There was no denying it. Zhou Chenglei just thought they were too perfect!
He could barely tear his eyes away. How could anyone else resist?
He somewhat regretted not leaving a few marks on them last night.
"How about wearing a pair of long stockings? Exposing your legs like this will make it easy to develop rheumatism in old age."
Jiang Xia shot him a look. "You said it!"
Then Jiang Xia changed into black stockings.
Zhou Chenglei: "..."
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