The shopkeeper briskly folded and wrapped the clothes, then handed them to Shui Bing'er.
Next, Shui Bing'er made another round through the shop before turning back to ask Wu Changkong, "What kind of clothes do you like?"
Wu Changkong had just opened his mouth to refuse when Shui Bing'er shot him a glare. "If you won't let me buy them, I'll be angry. I mean it."
The shopkeeper beside them beamed from ear to ear. As she arranged the shelves, she chimed in, "Young man, if your girlfriend buys you clothes, it means she cares about you and wants to treat you well. Just accept them graciously. This young lady has such good taste—you're a lucky man."
With no way to argue, Wu Changkong could only say, "Then what are you planning to buy for me?"
Only then was Shui Bing'er satisfied. She pulled him over to the men's clothing racks and took down a white coat.
The fabric was thick, with narrow silver-gray trim around the collar and cuffs. It looked simple yet spirited.
She held it up against Wu Changkong, nodded, and said, "White suits you. Try this one."
"Alright."
Wu Changkong put on the coat. Shui Bing'er circled in front of him to straighten his collar, then tugged at the shoulder seams before stepping back to inspect him carefully.
The shopkeeper kept praising him from the side. "Oh my, miss, you really know how to choose. It looks wonderful on him."
Shui Bing'er curved her lips into a smile and asked, "How does it feel? Is it comfortable?"
Wu Changkong moved his arms a little. "Not bad."
"Then we'll take it."
Without even asking the price, Shui Bing'er went straight to the counter and paid.
When Wu Changkong tried to take out money, she glared him into