He help her?
Su Li's face was already beet red, "No, no need, just call Seo Ying over and let her help me."
Wei Chengfeng looked at her with interest, his arms crossed in front of him, and said in a relaxed tone, "But I'm your husband, are you still shy with me?"
How could she not be shy?
Although they were husband and wife, they hadn't reached that level of intimacy yet, had they?
Besides, even with normal spouses, she wouldn't let him do this sort of thing for her.
She would rather hold it in until she burst than let him help her.
"Well, there's no need," Su Li bit her lip, her little face so red it seemed it might start bleeding.
The amusement in Wei Chengfeng's eyes deepened, his voice growing softer, "Is Xiao Li feeling shy?"
"Shy? What's there to be shy about? Why should I be shy?" Su Li denied adamantly, stubborn as a dying duck.
In truth, she was shy, but now that he put it that way, she simply couldn't admit it.
"Since you're not, then I'll help you."