Quan Tianqi moved lightly, blocking her path.
"That won't do, what if you run away while I'm choosing clothes?"
Xi An'an pursed her lips, "Then what do you suggest?"
"You help me pick out clothes, and then I'll go change. This way neither of us will waste time. Otherwise, if I pick out the clothes myself, you'll probably have to wait a long time," Quan Tianqi lowered his eyelids, a faint glimmer emerging from his gaze.
After hesitating for a moment, Xi An'an glanced sideways as several clerks looked in their direction, helplessly agreeing.
"Your size."
Quan Tianqi curved his lips in satisfaction, generously informing her of his clothing size.
Xi An'an nodded and turned to select clothes.
The cool lighting, a pale yellow glow on the woman's fair profile softened the frost between her brows and eyes.
In her hands, she held a shirt in each, somewhat indecisive as she seemed unable to make up her mind.
Which one is better?
