The girl's eyes, like a deer's, appeared charmingly coquettish under the light.
It carried innocence yet tugged at the heartstrings.
Song Baiyan put down the spoon, a hint of amusement in his eyes, "Doesn't my clothing look too big on you?"
"The bigger, the better," Tang Li said. "Oversized is all the rage now."
Regardless of whether she brought clothes or not, she stayed the night.
After a late-night snack, she was sent upstairs first.
In the President's master bedroom, Tang Li picked a set of men's pajamas and hugged it into the bathroom.
There were still two mouthwash cups on the vanity.
Tang Li took her used cup and toothbrush into the shower. The toiletries were men's, and as warm water rinsed the foam off her shoulders, the air was filled with a light, sweet almond scent.
She donned the deep blue pajamas, which hid her hands and feet.
Bending down, she rolled up the cuffs and pant legs. From the shower to the vanity, she left a trail of wet footprints.
