Rui Hui spoke without looking at Diwu Zexuan's expression, walking straight to the wardrobe and reaching for a black shirt.
Just as she was about to take it out, she felt her hand being pressed down by Diwu Zexuan.
He picked up a white shirt from the side and handed it to her, "Wear this one."
"..."
Rui Hui glanced at it. Apart from the color, there didn't seem to be much difference.
She turned her head slightly to look at him and noticed his expression was still odd, but it lacked the earlier anger.
Nodding her head, she took the shirt and headed toward the bathroom.
It didn't take long before she came out, having changed.
The shirt hung loosely on her, too big for her frame.
The cuffs were rolled up, revealing her fair arms.
The hem of the shirt barely covered her hips, exposing her long, slender legs.
Her long hair now hung down, wet and clinging to her shoulders, accentuating her delicate and petite features.
