"Pervert!"
Ye Xiaoying spat angrily, then blushingly hugged the clothes Ye Xuan picked for her and walked toward the fitting room.
Ye Xuan shrugged, speechless.
How was that perverted? Whatever clothes Ye Xiaoying wore, weren't they all for him to see?
"No sense of romance."
Ye Xuan silently complained, then casually found a spot to sit and waited for Ye Xiaoying to come out in her new clothes.
Unexpectedly.
Not long after, he received a notification on his phone.
Ye Xuan was puzzled for a moment. He took out his phone and saw a message from Ye Xiaoying: "Fitting room 1209, come here."
Ye Xuan was taken aback and replied: "Come for what?"
Ye Xiaoying: "??"
Ye Xuan: "?"
Ye Xiaoying: "Didn't you say you wanted to see the lingerie?"
Ye Xuan froze for a moment and then couldn't help but laugh.
