Jiang Mian took a deep breath, for the magazine!
She lifted her red lips, her brows and eyes curved, "I'm not that kind of person."
Jiang Mian stepped forward and pulled Fu Sichen down to sit on the sofa, "There's just a tiny little favor."
Fu Sichen's brows and eyes slightly lifted, signaling her to continue.
"That time when we registered our marriage, there were a few places that I thought were troublesome, so I let you handle them. Today's photoshoot is at Jing Forest, and the person in charge didn't communicate properly, so they won't let us in."
Fu Sichen stared at the young girl in front of him, the delicate makeup at the corner of her eyes, and her ears that moved as she spoke, the very image of a little sprite out for a frolic in the forest.
A fleeting smile crossed his face, his thin lips parted slightly, "You want Jing Forest?"
Jiang Mian nodded obediently, her pretty peach blossom eyes filled with anticipation.
