It was only five inches tall, but Su Ruowan almost fell down the moment she got up. Jing Muchen, who was at the side, reached out his arm and held her slender waist firmly, holding her whole body in his arms.
Su Ruowan's fair little face was slightly red. After she regained her balance, she stood up properly and then slowly walked to the front of the fitting mirror.
As expected, high heels were the best ornament for a woman! Su Ruowan looked at herself in the mirror as if she did not recognize her anymore…Was the woman in the mirror who was full of urban femininity really her?
Jing Yanxi ran over and stood beside Su Ruowan. He raised his head and looked at her in the fitting mirror. He raised his eyebrows and praised," Wanwan, you look so beautiful in this dress…"