An Xiaomian also felt that many eyes and Shangguan Xiu's eyes were watching her. She wiped her tears in his arms and whispered, "Sorry, I got your clothes wet. Please put me down."
Shangguan Xiu put her down as she requested, but quickly whispered ambiguously in her ear, "You got my clothes wet, you need to compensate me!"
Upon hearing this, An Xiaomian looked at him in surprise.
She saw him looking at her too.
The two of them gazed at each other. His eyes were cold and dominating, while she was bewildered and confused, yet the air around them was still filled with a tangled ambiguity.
Compensate?
An Xiaomian thought carefully.
It seemed reasonable, after all, she had gotten his clothes wet, which meant dirty.
She nodded, "Alright, after you change your clothes, have the servant bring them to me. Once I find out the brand, I'll compensate you with an identical piece as soon as possible."
