Feng Xuan was in love with her dress. It was a mermaid type that stuck to her like a second skin. The lower part of her body was completely covered but the upper looked like they had ran out of fabric for it.
There was a deep slope on her chest, ending just below her bosoms. Another on her back that plunged until her waist. Her shoulders were bare and the swirling straps hugged her bicep. But that was not the end of it. There were cuts on the sides of her dress, showing her skin and the curves itself.
Feng Xuan twirled in front of her husband. "It's magnificent, isn't it?"
Qing Chen nodded with a small smile. "You might give the old ones a heart attack."
"May they rest in peace, then." She hooked her arm around his. She smelled like flowers dipped in a golden lake. "You look good tonight."
"Oh really? It doesn't look like I had been wearing the same clothes over the past few months?"