Shen Chi glanced at the ties, his slender fingers dancing between them. "Which one looks good?"
Xu Chaomu looked at the ties, then at Shen Chi's white shirt, and pointed at a dark gray tie. "This one."
Shen Chi took it out and asked Xu Chaomu, "Do you know how to tie a tie?"
Xu Chaomu shook her head. "Not really."
"Try it." Shen Chi handed the tie to her.
Xu Chaomu was taken aback. She had said she was not adept, yet he was still letting her tie it? Wasn't he afraid she would do it terribly?
Holding the high-quality tie, Xu Chaomu had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it for him.
She was much shorter than Shen Chi, so he bowed his head as she raised her hands.
Having seen various ways to tie a tie in design books, she chose the most common one.
They were so close that Shen Chi's hot breath tangled at her nose. Xu Chaomu's face turned red, and she couldn't help feeling nervous.
With the anxiety came a tremble in her hands, and she failed to get it right several times.
