After Xu Qiao came in, eyes were glued to him from all directions.
The stylist who brought Xu Qiao over pushed out a row of clothes, took out a red dress and handed it to Xu Qiao.
The thin material has a highly saturated color, and paired with exaggerated embroidery and sequins, it looks a bit cheap.
Li Feifei was feeling somewhat apprehensive. It was such a cold day and wearing such clothes was like wearing nothing at all.
The stylist pointed across the street and said, "The dressing room is over there. Do you want my help?"
"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Xu Qiao's eyes curved into a crescent and glanced at Li Feifei beside him, "Fei Fei, wait here for me."