"You dare to wear this kind of swimsuit out?" The conservative swimsuit was simple black with a peach-colored border, without any flashy elements. Emma White almost wanted to look down on Avery Jane.
"Are you pitying me or something? Trying not to steal my thunder?" These days, those without figures want to make something fake to show, while those with figures hide them for fear of letting others' eyes indulge like eating ice cream. It's truly strange.
"No, it's just that I'm not used to it. That seems way too revealing." Avery Jane thought about the scanty fabric that could be crumpled into a small ball in her palm, how could she wear it?
The bodyguards in black always kept a distance of about three meters away from them, not getting too close so as not to affect their mood while shopping, yet not straying too far, ensuring they could rush in at the first sign of danger.
