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"What are you dawdling about? Why does it take you so long just to get dressed? I'm starving." After secretly snickering in delight, Xiao Yu finally realized something was off and glared at him as she spoke.
Qin San Lang: "…"
Not looking anymore?
Then he'd just put his clothes on.
"Found the belt. I'll get dressed now and then go fetch food for Xiao Yu." Qin San Lang quickly put on his robe, then brought over the skirt she was going to wear and that strange bellyband: "Wear this set. Xiao Yu looks great in a red skirt."
Like a dazzling red candle, or like a begonia in full bloom—stunningly beautiful.
Xiao Yu's face turned even redder. "Just leave it on the bed."
No need to hand it to me—taking it from you like this is really embarrassing.
Even though they'd already done everything, at times like this, when they weren't doing anything and she had to take a bellyband he handed over, she still felt that, uh, kind of way.
