Are You Shy?

"Puff—" James Lu spat out a mouthful of icy water in his mouth that had not yet been swallowed. James's discomfited. That unprecedented shame made him petrified there, like an ice sculpture. His face was a little hot, and his mouth was also a little dry. He's fidgeting. How could he do such a thing? He's caught going back on his own words. Thoroughly! "What the f**k! " After a long while, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything. Elizabeth on the other side didn't know why he was stunned there, but she didn't think much about it. She turned around, put the dishes into the kitchen, and turned back to the living room. She stared at James up and down with satisfaction, "It fits you well!" She felt the shirt was suitable for him at first sight. Now it seemed that she was right. "F*cking!" James finally came to his senses from embarrassment. And his shame turned into rages, "What do you know?! This is good-looking? Are you blind?" "Er..." Eliz