The mall was bustling during the winter break, teeming with people.
Jiang Lai still wore her morning outfit, while Chi Yingyu, at her insistence, changed into a high-neck sweater.
They had only one scarf, not enough for both to share.
Jiang Lai’s afternoon task was straightforward, though reluctant—she had to adapt to her new female identity.
While breast pads were a temporary fix, for her health, she needed properly fitted bras.
Having never had a cross-dressing hobby, Jiang Lai felt awkward about this.
But going without a bra would cause greater trouble.
Her escape from the company that morning taught her the inconvenience of her new figure.
Even a short hallway run caused discomfort and slight pain from the sway.
For her future physical and mental health, and to prevent sagging, she needed a suitable bra.
She had much to learn about being a woman.
Only by experiencing it firsthand did she realize how much she’d overlooked.
There were so many things to consider as a woman.
Entering the mall’s main entrance, Jiang Lai saw a large exhibition hall, seemingly hosting a celebrity event.
A stunning poster was displayed on a stage, featuring the event’s star.
Following Chi Yingyu, Jiang Lai glanced curiously at it, feeling the woman looked familiar.
She stared at the poster, finally realizing where she’d seen her.
Wasn’t this the woman from the bar, Xu Ruobing?
The poster showed her even more dazzling than before, in glamorous attire, with long, slender legs under a skirt, looking like heaven’s favorite, exquisitely beautiful.
Jiang Lai thought their night together would be their only encounter.
Yet, in such a short time, she’d thought of Xu Ruobing countless times, more than she could count on one hand.
Lost in thought, Jiang Lai followed Chi Yingyu to a section selling women’s products.
These were stores she’d never entered before, but now she was a customer.
She saw mannequins in lace-trimmed bras at the counter.
Under the lights, examining these women’s items made her cheeks inexplicably warm.
“Normally, a bra just needs a rough size to fit, but for you, brother-in-law, we can’t be careless.
An ill-fitting bra will make wearing clothes uncomfortable later.”
Chi Yingyu, seeing Jiang Lai’s flushed, shy face, smiled and took her hand, leading her into a store.
“It’s normal to feel shy the first time, but don’t worry—I’m here.
I’ll measure your size, and leave the rest to me.”
Inside, Chi Yingyu was seasoned at shopping for clothes.
Ignoring the approaching staff, she directly asked for a measuring tape, skipping pleasantries to get to the point.
She was eager to know Jiang Lai’s current size.
Even before Jiang Lai became a woman, Chi Yingyu had been curious about things like his measurements.
Now, her curiosity had shifted to other aspects.
Her preferences all stemmed from Jiang Lai—anything about him, she liked, she felt.
Her interest was solely in him, regardless of gender.
Though both had their charms, she preferred the female Jiang Lai for her new expressions.
In the past, her curiosity was confined to her mind, never acted upon.
At most, she fantasized about him as a side dish.
Now, with the chance to control and toy with Jiang Lai before her, how could she not be thrilled?
The moment she got the measuring tape, Chi Yingyu pushed Jiang Lai into the fitting room without hesitation.
As if fearing she’d slip away, she locked the door with a click.
At that moment, Chi Yingyu was like a newlywed impatient for the wedding night, unwilling to waste a second.
Jiang Lai watched Chi Yingyu approach with the tape, her heart trusting her sister-in-law wouldn’t harm her.
Even if the world turned against her, Chi Yingyu wouldn’t.
This was an absolute trust, built over years of living together.
But that didn’t mean Chi Yingyu wouldn’t make her shy.
Outside, she was a meticulous, unstoppable lawyer, invincible in her cases.
Yet with Jiang Lai, she was still the playful, caring little sister who loved her cooking.
Jiang Lai tried to step back, but the tiny fitting room, meant for one, felt cramped with two.
Before she could move far, Chi Yingyu’s arm pulled her back.
“Brother-in-law, if you won’t undress in front of me, do you want a stranger to see your bare body?
I’m right here…”
Jiang Lai fell silent at her words.
In terms of loss, it was indeed better with Chi Yingyu.
But familiarity made it more embarrassing.
Even being stripped by Xu Ruobing hadn’t felt this awkward—perhaps due to the alcohol.
After a mental storm, Jiang Lai obediently turned around.
From childhood, once Chi Yingyu set her mind on something, she wouldn’t stop until she got it.
Jiang Lai shed her heavy coat, hanging it on a hook.
Her fingers slowly unbuttoned her shirt.
But halfway through, she realized—why undress completely just to measure her bust?
Before she could voice her confusion, a pair of fair, jade-like hands reached from behind, beginning to remove her shirt.
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