Zi Han's chest tightened as he clenched his jaw refusing to speak. He knew what Yi Chen was referring to but he would never admit it. He glanced back to the set of clothes and said, "I said if you don't like it-."
"No not that. What people did you say do this?" asked Yi Chen his fingers playfully slipping down to the hem of Zi Han's t-shirt. Zi Han remained silent. In fact, he was biting his lower lip while pretending to admire the t-shirt in his hand.
Yi Chen kissed Zi Han's neck like they were the only ones in this store and whispered, "Baby, if you don't say it then I will drag you to the changing room and grant you an unforgettable service," with his fingers slipping underneath Zi Han's t-shirt brushing against his abs.
"Sir, excuse me. It's a bit inappro-," said a sales representative after watching this smutty scene unfold before her very eyes but when Yi Chen turned to look at her his head still resting on Zi Han's back she abruptly fell silent.
