She picked up the horn comb again and combed through her freshly washed hair, making it even smoother.
In the mirror, the beauty with long flowing hair and a seductive figure, Ye Qingci, was a little self-adoring and enchanted by her reflection.
Indeed, what the books said was true.
There are only lazy women in the world, not ugly ones.
With just a slight change, her whole demeanor had become completely different from before.
It became... sexier, and more feminine.
She checked herself in the mirror again, making sure everything was perfect.
She put down the comb, patted her face in the mirror, and said to herself, "Ye Qingci, don't be shy, the man outside is your husband, what's there to fear?"
Go on!
She took a deep breath, turned around, opened the door, and went out.
In the bedroom, Jian Shichu had washed up earlier and was casually flipping through a magazine while leaning against the headboard.
