"No way, I've never worn a skirt my whole life, and I'm not willing to wear that. It must be really uncomfortable." Song Xiaojia looked distressed and promptly refused, then pulled Lai Xiaole trying to leave.
"Hehe, that won't do. Since we're already here, we definitely have to give it a try. Otherwise, it would be a waste of our visit. Come on, break through a bit, make a self-breakthrough." Lai Xiaole forcibly dragged Song Xiaojia into the store.
At the entrance of the store, Song Xiaojia finally broke free from Lai Xiaole's hand, stomped her foot, and said, "Oh, I really can't wear a skirt. I'm not suited for it."
"There's no such thing as being or not being suited. Besides, you said you never wore one growing up, so how do you know you're not suited for it?" Lai Xiaole didn't care much and dragged Song Xiaojia inside the store.
