Ning Xixi and Gong Xiu were both unaware that someone was peeping from outside.
Inside the studio.
"No. It's very beautiful." True to his name, Gong Xiu recovered his composure in mere seconds: "The dress suits you well, but changing to another pair of shoes might be better."
He gestured and an exquisite gift box was immediately handed to him. He opened it, and inside were a pair of silver high heels, as beautiful as Cinderella's crystal slippers from a fairy tale.
A trace of discomfort crossed Ning Xixi's face.
She... wasn't very skilled at wearing high heels, as she would often sprain her ankle whenever she wore them.
But... looking at Gong Xiu's face, she managed a strained smile, took the box, and returned to the dressing room to put on the heels that were a full 7 centimeters tall.
Gong Xiu posited an elegant invitation gesture: "May I?"
Ning Xixi took his arm with a touch of restraint.
