Leng Youchen picked up her bra and matched it against her body, speaking softly, "Lift your arm."
Wei Anning blushed, quickly reaching to grab it. The man dodged, looking at her seriously, "I'll help you put it on."
"No, it's so embarrassing." Wei Anning reached again to snatch it, but he dodged again.
Leng Youchen half-squinted, a light smile on his face, "What part of your body have I not seen or touched? What's there to be embarrassed about?"
"That's different." Wei Anning pouted; flirting first thing in the morning.
"How is it different? Just because I put it on doesn't mean it's not underwear anymore, does it?" Leng Youchen raised an eyebrow, looking at her shy expression, a faint sense of reality floating in his heart only now.
Wei Anning glared at him, knowing she couldn't outargue him. She simply stopped being coy. As he said, they were indeed very familiar with each other's bodies. She reached out and let him help her put on the bra.
