When Zeng Ying was stuffed with a set of blue and white clothes by Gu Yuhuai, and then pushed into the room, he didn't know what he was going to encounter next.

"Hurry up, get dressed up, I've only worn this dress once, baby, what you want to do in a while, you have to do it for me." Gu Yuhuai stood outside the room, leaning against the wall, reading it alone, regardless of whether Zeng Ying in the room heard it or not.

Zeng Ying has never worn such cumbersome clothes since her family died, and she doesn't even look twice when she occasionally passes by a ready-to-wear store.

Unexpectedly, after many years, he would take the initiative to wear this kind of clothes.

After tidying up himself a little, Zeng Ying opened the door, Gu Yuhuai's eyes lit up, and Zeng Ying moved to himself

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