Li Shaobin blinked twice but still turned to leave.
Ruan Yang pretended she didn't see that and took out the couple shirts from the paper bag. There were two beige knitted sweaters—one large and one small—perfect for this season.
Li Shaobin glanced at it and said with a snort, "So ugly."
"Really? I think they look pretty good. Beige goes pretty well with your skin tone. You'll definitely look very dashing in it." Ruan Yang went over with a smile. "Try it on."
"No. I don't want to wear a couple shirt with you." Li Shaobin turned away and walked off to take a shower with his head held high.
Ruan Yang raised her brows and shrugged.
That night, when Li Shaobin sitting in front of his computer playing computer games, he was suddenly assailed by a fragrant scent from behind. "Stop playing. Let's sleep."
A hand removed his mouse.
Li Shaobin turned back unhappily. Just one look was enough to make his nose bleed.