When she suddenly pushed Xiao Yu away, preventing him from kissing her, he clearly hadn't quite reacted yet.
His gaze was lowered, darkly fixed on her, with a slight look of confusion.
Sheng Shushu smiled smugly, took a step back, creating some distance between them, and turned to look at the cabinet in his clothes and hat room.
By the time Xiao Yu reacted, it was too late to stop her, and he could only let her open his wardrobe.
When Sheng Shushu opened the first cabinet, she didn't notice anything unusual, just Xiao Yu's clothes, monotonous yet exquisite, basically the same style and design.
Another cabinet just barely contained a few casual outfits.
Xiao Yu didn't wear many colors in his clothes; black, gray, and white were the most common, followed occasionally by a light blue piece.
It had to be said, he looked good in anything.
Sheng Shushu glanced back at him, nothing there, so what was he anxious about a moment ago?