"Yes, I want to tie you up tightly so you can never escape in this lifetime."
An Ziqi said this while picking out a deep blue tie with subtle patterns, holding it up against him. It was dignified yet restrained, very fitting for Xiao Moli.
Satisfied with her choice, she then told the staff member beside her, "This one."
Just as the staff member was about to wrap it up, Xiao Moli's eyes darkened, and he grasped her hand, "Help me put it on."
An Ziqi slightly curled her lips upwards and raised her hand to adjust his shirt collar.
He had loosened his tie when he returned home earlier, and two buttons at the collar were undone, but this did not detract from his charm. It made him appear less rigorously perfect, yet somehow more attractive.
She fastened the opened buttons and carefully smoothed out every crease, then tiptoed to tie his tie.
Xiao Moli's large hand supported her as he looked down to see the serious expression on her petite face.
