"Simian, this luggage is so heavy. Won't you help me?"
Song Huan was wearing a crochet top paired with a floral maxi skirt, cinched at the waist with a bohemian-style belt. She looked bright and glamorous. Her lips were painted a vibrant shade of lipstick, and her slight smile was as radiant and moving as the noon sun. Her black hair was tied back with a wide headband, adorned with a floral accessory, and her shoulder-length, curly hair was dark and voluminous.
As soon as she boarded the train, the air seemed to fill with the faint scent of jasmine. Sun Linglong quite liked her outfit, though it was hardly suitable for a train ride. With so many people coming and going, an ensemble like that was just too eye-catching.
Chapter 102