Gu Wushuang smiled sweetly and couldn’t wait to lower her head and read the praises from everyone.

[Gu Wushuang: Gift Brother Cheng, I am so touched~]

She then posted a picture of her wearing the tiara with her eyes reddened.

She expanded the picture and appreciated it some more.

Not too long later, another beautiful woman appeared leaning up against the handsome man.

The girl worn a fuchsia tianxiang silk with ornamental engraving. In her hair that was tied into a bun with a jadeite butterfly. Much like the man, only her back could be seen, but others could still feel that she was a gorgeous beauty.

The couple sat together with butterflies flying around them.

The most visually stimulating effect was not giving someone access to all, or none. It was when it was somewhat hidden, sort of there and sort of not, displaying half and covering up the other half.

Same “beauty holding onto a pipa with half of her face covered [by her hair]” type of beauty as described in the poem. Simply indomitable.

“I can make you another one tomorrow if you like it so much.”

His lips curved upward a little.

Gu Shishi blinked and pursed her lips a little.

But a tissue… was pushed over by Huo Sishen.

“Here, wipe it off.”