The doorbell chimed once and then stopped abruptly.
Just as Ye Wan thought someone had knocked on the wrong door, her phone vibrated.
Lu Chuan: Wanwan, open the door!
???
The moment she opened the door, she saw Lu Changchuan's gaze travel from her face down to her feet, and Ye Wan glanced down too, her mind momentarily crashing.
She was still wearing the wine-red camisole dress from her livestream.
The over-enthusiastic seaweed dance had caused one of the straps to slip down her shoulder without her noticing, now hanging loosely around her arm.
If he had seen her livestream, he'd know her disheveled state was an accident.
But if he hadn't…
Would he think she dressed like this on purpose to seduce him?
Ye Wan almost instantly sensed Lu Changchuan's breath catching.
Bam.
The door swiftly closed.
A hint of amusement tinged Lu Changchuan's eyes.
The next moment, the door opened again, and the girl now wore a jacket over her dress.
