"What do you think?" After fixing up his tie, Mu Bei looked in Fang Mo'er's direction and noticed a look of admiration in her eyes.
Only then did Mu Bei let go of the nervousness that he was unexpectedly feeling. The corners of his lips twitched, as if he was a child who had just received candy from an adult. His heart was jumping with joy and his heart was beating rapidly.
He stretched his hand out and pressed it against his chest. His eyes still seemed to have a slightly faraway look in them and he felt that he could not control the beating of his heart.
Fang Mo'er smiled and said, "Not bad, very handsome."
Her voice was neither fast nor slow. It was like a spring breeze brushing past one's heart, leaving a ripple.
After she finished speaking, Fang Mo'er entered the changing room with her dress.
Xiao Tian and his attendant were not idle either. They went to check if there were any more suitable gowns.
