Chapter 9: The Maid Outfit

“I’m only trying on the basic model, nothing else is allowed…”

“Go out with those stockings on your hands!”

“What do you mean my sweatshirt was taken by a cat?”

“You wouldn’t think you can bribe me with chocolate, would you?”

“I should clarify, I’m just trying it on…”

Ye Qing shyly closed his eyes, allowing An Yueying to dress him, feeling the thick gown being put on him. Embarrassment made his palms tingle.

He was doing this only for the chocolate, not because he also wanted to try on a dress!

Like a dress-up doll, Ye Qing tensed up, feeling An Yueying’s fingertips occasionally brushing against his skin. He bit back a moan.

After a while, An Yueying fastened all the intricate laces, tightening Ye Qing’s waist. She moved behind him, and as Ye Qing’s attention diverted, he couldn’t resist the curiosity. He cautiously lifted his eyelids a slit, peeking in the dim light.

A black and white checkered, pleated skirt with a hem at the knee…

His amber almond eyes widened, and he turned to glare at An Yueying, quickly grabbing the skirt from her hands.

Why is there a maid outfit in the mall?!

Ye Qing thought, embarrassed, but couldn’t help looking in the mirror.

The black-haired girl in the black and white apron looked especially petite, and the heavy, complex skirt only highlighted her small, delicate face.

With An Yueying behind him, Ye Qing didn’t dare look too long, just stood there, pressing down the skirt.

“Not bad, it suits you.”

An Yueying patted her hands, casually putting a headpiece on Ye Qing, and a lovely black-haired maid was born.

“I won’t wear this out of the dressing room.”

Ye Qing said softly, trying to find his original clothes.

“Well, since you said so… I’ll go find another one.”

To his surprise, An Yueying agreed readily. Ye Qing clutched the skirt, hiding in the corner of the dressing room. After An Yueying left, he quickly took out his phone and snapped a picture of himself in the mirror.

He seemed to understand why his little sister enjoyed trying on clothes so much.

Ye Qing’s eyes glistened as he held up the skirt, admiring himself in the mirror, and couldn’t help but turn around, watching the skirt swirl.

The captured air in the skirt puffed it up, and it took a while for it to deflate.

Is this what wearing a skirt feels like?

Ye Qing pressed against the door, confirming An Yueying hadn’t returned. He didn’t know what he was thinking, but his cheeks grew hotter.

Ye Qing tensed, pressing against the door. The black-haired girl in the mirror grabbed the skirt, her slender arms trembling slightly as she lifted it bit by bit.

Her legs, wrapped in white tights, extended from under the skirt, and her beautiful curves were accentuated by the light and shadow. Following the line of her slender calves to her knees, and further up to her full thighs…

Up to where the tight elastic band left faint indentations on her soft thighs, the texture was incredibly alluring. If her body were more mature…

Ye Qing dared not think further, not daring to cross the line. Once beyond the forbidden zone, into the girl’s most mysterious area, it would be a crime.

He quickly dropped the skirt, but the thrill in his heart remained, tempting him to reach out again…

No, no, Ye Qing, this is your own body, you’re shameless.

Ye Qing shook his head, pushing the chaotic thoughts away.

He seemed to always know how to handle this temptation, whether it was just now or when he drew beautiful illustrations online in the past.

Perhaps because he made a living drawing illustrations, Ye Qing had a high level of skill in this area.

When characters wore less, people focused on what was covered. When they wore more, people focused on what was exposed. Mastering this balance made the allure irresistible.

The only regret was that the girl’s expressions weren’t very rich, often just raising her delicate eyebrows. He remembered An Yueying calling this style ‘mujtou’?

“Having fun? Played enough? Time for the next one.”

An Yueying’s voice suddenly interrupted, startling Ye Qing into quickly hiding his phone.

“I wasn’t.”

“You lie without even blinking, but your photos don’t lie.”

An Yueying smiled, helping Ye Qing undo the laces, all the while saying things that made Ye Qing blush.

Ye Qing’s eyes narrowed, biting his lower lip, embarrassed to the point of becoming a ‘steam fairy.’

“When did you…”

“I guessed, but seeing you react so strongly, I guess it’s true.”

An Yueying’s gaze flickered over where Ye Qing’s phone originally was, her eyes curving slightly.

It was like a little girl caught by her parent during a spell, still clutching her wand tightly.

Ye Qing sulkily set down his phone, lifting his arm in resignation as An Yueying fussed over him.

Hmph, even if you know, what can you do? I’ll hide the photos in my phone, saving them for later.

And see what other tricks you have up your sleeve… Wait, where did you get a magical girl outfit from?

“I refuse.”

“Don’t worry, I brought many.”

An Yueying smiled, showing off the various outfits she had collected.

Sleeveless sweaters, sailor uniforms, qipaos, swimsuits…

As Ye Qing looked further, he started to feel dizzy, as some items that weren’t even clothes were mixed in.

Towels, bandages, stickers, cat ears, rabbit tails, cat paws, collars…

“Out!”

He had clearly underestimated An Yueying’s limits and standards. He’d let her keep these things for herself!

A moment later, on the street, a tall purple-haired woman carried many bags of clothes, next to a sullen black-haired girl in a beige wool overcoat.

Even in normal times, Ye Qing always looked displeased.

“You already made your choice…”

Ye Qing muttered softly, deliberately leaning close to An Yueying’s ear so she could hear clearly, making her smile helplessly.

“Actually, I bought them all. You’ll use them eventually.”

“I refuse.”

Due to Ye Qing’s ankle, they walked slowly.

An Yueying was nearly half a head taller than Ye Qing, and for every two steps she took, Ye Qing needed three, so she deliberately slowed her pace, walking leisurely.

“I’ve already given you the mascot role. To lure girls into trouble, you need to learn to dress up.”

“Hmph, a seductress.”

Ye Qing huffed, not doing such things.

“You’ll encounter them. Even if you don’t seek them out, they’ll find you.”

“Find me? For what? I’m a girl now too.”

An Yueying paused, looking at Ye Qing’s petite figure, her eyes narrowing slightly.

So, that’s how you think? This makes things interesting.

The art department at Jinzhou University is full of enthusiasts, and this year, it’s unprecedentedly diverse…