Wei Shiran didn't refuse; he quite readily accepted her choice.
Li Rao handed over the shirt, but Wei Shiran didn't take it for a while. There was a stalemate until Wei Shiran raised an eyebrow and looked at her, saying, "Aren't you going to help me put it on?"
His tone… as if it were only natural.
Li Rao silently shook her head.
She refused.
Wei Shiran smiled with a lifted corner of his lips, took a step forward, and in a playful and intimate tone, said, "Raorao, you were so proactive just a moment ago. How come now that it's just the two of us, you've become shy?"
Was he sure she was shy?
She was simply speechless with him, okay?
After adjusting her mindset, Li Rao had no choice but to take the shirt off the hanger. Looking up at Wei Shiran, she said, "You're too tall."
Wei Shiran bent down a little bit.
Only then did Li Rao cautiously help him put the shirt on and moved in front of him to button it up.
