Ah Wang: "Madam, what is this?"
"Underwear, I think." Qin Yao replied uncertainly.
In Ah Wang's confused expression, she removed the lotus-pink cloth bundle and picked up the sky-blue, non-padded, wireless, thin-cup, adjustable-strap underwear with one hand.
No way, sisters!
Is underwear really a customary gift there?
Qin Yao was momentarily amused and flustered.
Yet she enthusiastically began checking the details of this underwear.
No padding or wiring is quite normal.
After all, Sheng Country's technology isn't that advanced yet.
But the adjustable straps are no small feat, all custom-made from brass.
Even the back clasp, made meticulously with three rows, is all brass.
Honestly, Qin Yao had thought about making modern underwear back when she felt the need for support.
But then again, the feeling of freedom wasn't so bad either.
So she abandoned the idea.
Now seeing an underwear that matches modern standards appearing before her, how should she describe this feeling—
