บท 817: Betrothal Gift (6)

A lazy voice sounded in the night. "Jiaojiao, come here."

Shen Miao looked up and saw Xie Jingxing leaning against the tree with his arms crossed, looking at her with a faint smile. She didn't know if he was calling her or the white tiger.

Shen Miao walked towards him, and the white tiger followed happily. This white tiger was quite easygoing. They had only met a few times, and it actually wagged its tail affectionately at her. Those who did not know better would think that this white tiger was raised by Shen Miao.

She stood beside Xie Jingxing and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Xie Jingxing raised an eyebrow. "Mkaing a wedding dress."

"Making a wedding dress?" Shen Miao was puzzled. Before she could continue asking, Xie Jingxing suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms. He hugged her gently and let go.

He was too fast. The hug only lasted for a moment, catching Shen Miao off guard.