Shen Jianian, wearing four-centimeter high heels, walked slowly to his side.
Her natural height was 1.66 meters, and with heels, she reached exactly 1.7 meters. With her delicate frame, she wore a qipao that flowed gracefully as she walked.
Fu Jichen's eyes deepened slightly as he grasped her wrist and pulled her into his embrace, making her stand between his legs.
He opened the dark blue velvet box, and the entire set of pearl jewelry shimmered with a lustrous glow under the light. Fu Jichen took out a necklace and looped it around her fair and delicate swan-like neck, fastening the clasp.
Then, picking up a pearl earring, Fu Jichen leaned in slightly, and the thin needle went through Shen Jianian's earlobe.
Afraid of hurting her, he was especially meticulous and cautious with his movements.
A tingling sensation spread to Shen Jianian's fingertips, making them curl slightly.
"Does it hurt?" Fu Jichen, doing this for the first time, was rather unfamiliar.
