"Hahaha, I told you this guy is so short, he's not suited to wear this floor-length coat, right?" Ethan Hayes looked at Simon Lewis with a smug expression, and then handed over the short, bright red jacket he was holding, saying, "Here, why not try this one instead."
"You can't go a day without calling me short, can you?" Vivian York rolled her eyes at him annoyedly, reaching out to take off the camel-colored coat and handing it back to the store clerk.
"I'm just objectively stating a fact." Ethan looked at her with innocent eyes, spreading his hands and saying, "Besides, as the saying goes, truthful words are harsh to the ear, good medicine is bitter in the mouth. I can't flatter you by saying you're tall; after all, you only reach here on me..."
As he spoke, he reached out above Vivian's head, measuring that her head just came up to his chest.
Vivian took a deep breath, finally unable to hold it in, and simply elbowed Ethan sharply.
