"I congratulate myself on the rumor-mongering boyfriend of my wife moving in across the street. Do you think I'm crazy?"
Charlotte Cooper laughed and slapped him, "Look at how jealous you are, it's so unreasonable. It's just a rumor, and rumors aren't real. Besides, wouldn't it be weirder if we didn't go?"
Henry Russell thought for a moment, then finally nodded.
As the party time approached, Charlotte urged Henry to change his clothes.
Seeing the dress Charlotte was wearing, Henry crossed his arms and blocked her way, coldly saying, "Change it."
"Why?"
Charlotte spun around, and the hem of her long dress traced a circle.
Henry pressed her waist, groped her smooth back, and said, "Here, it's too exposed."
"Ah?" Charlotte looked at the small patch of skin exposed on her back, "This is considered exposed?"
"Yes."
"But aren't banquet evening dresses usually like this, exposing a bit here and there?"