"If you're okay with it, then sure, I wouldn't mind at all!" Ye Long chuckled mischievously.
"Dream on, humph!" Sima Hongye shot a glance at Ye Long and snorted in disdain.
"Hey, Hongye Beauty, I stopped you to remind you—those pieces of innerwear you picked aren't suitable. Don't bother trying them on!" Ye Long pointed to the lingerie in Sima Hongye's hand.
"Not suitable? Do you mean the colors aren't right, or the size is off?" Sima Hongye asked curiously.
"The color is your personal preference, of course I'm not entitled to say whether it's suitable or not. What I'm talking about is the size—it's too small. Pick a larger size!" Ye Long advised.
Sima Hongye couldn't help but laugh upon hearing Ye Long's words. She said, "You, this guy, are just too full of yourself. It's my own body—don't I know what size I wear?"
"Don't believe me? Fine, suit yourself. If you don't mind the hassle, go ahead and try them on!" Ye Long shrugged indifferently.
