C358 Fifteen per Month

When Lemengmeng was done changing his clothes, Xiaoluo was already waiting downstairs. His black eyes glistened with a glimmer as he observed Lemengmeng, until she walked up the stairs to in front of him.

Embarrassed by the stare, Lemengmeng tugged on her skirt and blushed a little, "Is there a problem with this dress?"

"There's no problem," Xiaoluo said flatly