"Buying just this one is enough," Rong Xingyu shook Ding Yixin's hand, sounding both like a request and like he was acting coquettish. "Even if you buy more, I won't be able to wear them."
If it were not because Ding Yixin was going to take Rong Xingyu home this weekend and Rong Xingyu himself did not have any relatively formal clothes to wear, Rong Xingyu would not have agreed to let Ding Yixin bring him here to buy clothes.
Ding Yixin looked at Rong Xingyu with indulgent eyes, allowing his hand to be shaken like that, while outwardly not making any immediate response.
He neither shook his head to refuse nor nodded to agree.
It was as if he were enjoying Rong Xingyu's rare act of coquettishness.
After a while, Ding Yixin finally nodded slightly. "Alright, I'll listen to you."
The phrase "I'll listen to you" sounded rather ambiguous when spoken by Ding Yixin.
