Once they reached Phoebe's room, Phoebe stopped before a huge mirror and took out a folded black formal suit edged with exquisite gold trim, along with boots, underwear, and a complete set of accessories.
"Change into the inner layers here first. I'll help you put on the formal coat afterward." Handing the stack of clothes to Han Shuo, Phoebe left to wait outside in the hall.
Han Shuo took the shirt, boots, and bow tie and looked them over, feeling a little uneasy. After hesitating, he put them on as Phoebe had asked. Looking in the mirror, he felt he certainly looked sharp, and noticeably more handsome.
"Have you finished changing?" Phoebe called from outside.
"Yes, I'm done," Han Shuo answered.
Hearing his answer, Phoebe walked in from outside. Her bright eyes surveyed him from head to toe before she nodded. "It fits perfectly. You look very sharp in these clothes!"
"Oh, really? I think they look pretty good too." Han Shuo smiled and answered casually.
"I'll help you put on the formal coat too." Phoebe came beside him and calmly took the coat from his hands. Without waiting for him to speak, she began helping him dress, looking rather pleased.
They stood so close that Phoebe's faint fragrance drifted into Han Shuo's nose and mouth. Coupled with her indescribably gentle movements, it left him flushed, his heart pounding.
Once Phoebe had helped Han Shuo dress neatly and tied his bow tie, she took a small step back. Her beautiful eyes shone as she fixed a long, intent gaze on him.
"I never imagined you had such a good figure. This suit fits you so well." Looking at Han Shuo, Phoebe gave a soft exclamation of surprise.
"So, have you taken care of what you promised me?" Having held back