Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, realizing what he was doing.
But he had just teased her, and now he's giving her slippers—is this like hitting her with a stick and then giving her a sweet date?
Bai Zhi raised her chin slightly, turned her head to the side, and said with a proud look on her face, "No need."
Duan Xingzhi remained standing there without any intention of leaving, lightly tapping his fingers on the table, "Why, are you mad? Do you want me to personally help you change them?"
Bai Zhi retracted her feet, her face flushed red, spreading down to her neck, "No need, I won't change them, lest they stink you out."
Bai Zhi didn't look at him, but she could hear his low, soft laughter in her ears, and the laughter hadn't even faded when she felt her ankle being held. Before she could react, her shoes were removed, and slippers replaced them.
She finally stiffly looked down at her feet, her heart a mix of emotions that she couldn't quite describe.
"You..."
