2027, Accompany Me to the Charity Gala
"In three days, accompany me to a charity gala."
He elegantly walked over and sat opposite Mu Anran.
"Charity gala?" Mu Anran curiously glared at him, "You want to take me?"
Yu Lingqian looked at her with disdain: Isn't that obvious?
She snorted twice, "I'll go, who's afraid of who!"
Yu Lingqian glanced at her, "The tailor-made dress will be delivered to the house the night before."
Mu Anran was stunned, "Tailor-made? But I haven't given my measurements yet!"
Yu Lingqian's lips suddenly curved into a mischievous smile.
His gaze outlined Mu Anran's body from top to bottom.
Mu Anran instinctively covered her chest with her hands, eyes guarded.
Yu Lingqian's slender and well-defined hands gestured in the air.
"The measurements are all here!"
Mu Anran's pretty face instantly turned crimson with anger: "Pervert!"
It wasn't until Yu Lingqian left the study that she put her hands down.
