After a few weak attempts to push them away, Shi Yunsheng was finally forced into the tiger-head hat.

Two round ears stood upright on his head, beneath them a pair of embroidered round eyes and a wide open mouth. Because of his high ponytail, the hat was perched comically high.

His sword-like brows pressed low, his black eyes widened, and a faint blush crept up his cheeks. His expression was dazed and stiff.

Shi Dai’s admiration came straight from the heart. “Adorable.”