Brandon looked at Rose when she came out, his gaze flickering. He suddenly regretted wanting to take her out.
At this moment, Rose had already walked to his side, and seeing his gaze fixed on her, she nervously held onto the hem of her skirt.
"How does it look?" she asked, her voice containing a hint of nervousness that she herself hadn't noticed.
"Very beautiful, so beautiful that it makes me want to hide you away, allowing only me to see." Brandon leaned down and whispered in her ear, half-jokingly.
Rose felt his warm breath all sprayed on her, and her face gradually turned red. She moved back slightly and stared at him speechless.
"I didn't say I wanted to go. If you don't want me to appear in front of strangers and the media, you can let me go. I can take a taxi back on my own," s
