Yu Sheng stood up and rushed to the opposite side. Anle's clothes were a bit ill-fitting. After all, Feng Qianmo didn't know her size, so it was hard to tell how to wear them.

"Let's go, follow me, do you believe me?" Yu Sheng grabbed He Anle's hand and pressed it against her forehead.

"Believe you." He Anle smiled.

Yu Sheng took He Anle to the mall to change into a set of comfortable and fitting clothes. It was a dress. He Anle was confused, "Why are you wearing ...