"I also want to buy a Li Ning sports outfit." Xiao Su, holding Yang Ping's hand, nestled close to him.
Yang Ping, indifferent, responded, "In that case, stay close. Sports outfits should be the right size. Too big and they look ugly, too small and they get in the way of movement."
Xiao Su leaned closer, snuggling tightly against Yang Ping.
At the Li Ning specialty store, in the ladies' section, Xiao Su merely eyed the dazzling array of clothes, not reaching out to select any. "You pick for me!" she said.
She wanted to see if Yang Ping was bluffing.
The clothes were neatly hung up. Yang Ping asked, "Which style do you want?"
"You pick anything!" Xiao Su waited for him to slip up.
Yang Ping just casually glanced around and picked out a jacket and a pair of pants. He didn't even look closely at the clothes, let alone check the size on the labels.
"This set suits you best, whether we're talking about style, color, or size." Yang Ping handed the clothes to Xiao Su.