My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Irvin didn't answer immediately. He looked at me, and his eyes were a little deep with emotions, "Do we have to choose black? It's such a dark and spiritless color."

I was dumbfounded. For me, black was just another color. I never thought Irvin would see it as a lifeless color.

I sighed and compromised, "Fine, I'll pick another one." Then, I swept my eyes around the walk-in closet and found a midnight blue dress. Although it wasn't exactly a bright color, it looked comfortable.

I took the dress off the hanger and glanced at Irvin for his opinion. Looking at me, he seemed a little happier with my choice this time, and he nodded, "Go ahead."

After coming out of the changing room, I saw that he was waiting for me with a white mink coat in his hand. He had swapped out the black coat as well. Handing it to me, he said, "Put this on."

Surprised, I took it and put it on as I was told before wearing the black Martin shoe. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Irvin looked satisfied, nodding with admiration, "Gorgeous. Maybe you should

also put on some light makeup?"

For the first time, I realized that Irvin seemed to have a very good sense of fashion.

care of myself for the past few weeks. If I went out as in the state

put on a

still many vehicles on the road, the streets were still covered in fallen leaves. However, since it was already late autumn,

his eyes on the

and thought for a moment. Then, I shrugged, "I feel like

talking about the main

just eat?" We had lunch at

"That doesn't count.

together, I tried to come up with something else, yet I couldn't. "I don't know. I can't think of

I said, we drove through the city center. I saw a long line at the front of

line? Is the food delicious?" I asked out

pulled up the car by the roadside. Then, he looked at me and said, "It's cold outside, so wait for me in the car. Don't come out. I'll be back soon!" Before

his slender figure, Irvin stood head and

against the car window, I watched quietly. Occasionally, someone would approach him with their phone. It seemed that they were

car and waved his hand dismissively with a smile whenever someone