"There's too many, I can't try them all on," Feng Yanyan said hurriedly at the sight of so many clothes.
Yan Nansheng still gazed at her steadily, suddenly stood up, and within a few steps was right in front of her.
Because they were so close, Feng Yanyan's breath tightened, and she instinctively thought about stepping back, but then...
She was pulled in by him.
The dress she was wearing had long sleeves, yet even so, she could instantly feel the warmth of his two large hands on her arm, so hot...
Yan Nansheng looked into her clear black-and-white apricot eyes and spoke in a low voice, "Height, one meter sixty-five."
Feng Yanyan was startled.
Then, spreading his hands, he lifted her arms, his pitch-black pupils gazing downwards, muttering to himself, "Shoulder width: 32."
Feng Yanyan: "..."
"Waist, 22 inches."
Feng Yanyan: "..."
"Cup size." Yan Nansheng squinted his eyes, "A..."
"B!" Feng Yanyan blurted out.
Yan Nansheng: "..."
Feng Yanyan: "..."
