C167 There's No Comparison

Huo Siping looked at Bei Xi, who was only wearing a white singlet, and his Adam's apple moved. Bei Xi was afraid of the heat, and she hardly wore long johns and sweaters in winter. It was not a short-sleeved shirt, but a shirt. It was just a vest like this.

Bei Xi looked at Huo Siping's stunned expression. She looked down at her clothes and rubbed her nose uncomfortably