Shengsheng, So You Like to Snuggle with Me?
Ye Shengge almost died of nervousness. She thought he didn't like the clothes, but it turned out to be this question.
"Do you want to know this?" Ye Shengge's eyes slightly raised, and her little hand slipped behind her back. She had the look of a cunning little fox as if she was scheming something mischievous.
"Okay, tell me what Xu Jinhuan just gave you for your birthday, and I'll tell you if this outfit was designed by Qianshu." Fu Yushen replied, raising his eyebrows, without saying anything.
Ye Shengge felt very curious, so she bargained with him eagerly, "This is a fair deal, and no one loses. You tell me what Xu Jinhuan gave you first."
The man seemed to be convinced by her, beckoning her to come closer.
Ye Shengge immediately leaned over eagerly, her ears perking up. She looked just like a sly little fox with a mischievous plan.
"Alright, tell me," Fu Yushen said, still lazy and not speaking.