Looking at Jiang Xiao’s reply “Okay” on the chat screen, Song Qiuyu was stunned for quite a while.
Then, her carefully maintained expression gradually fell apart, as if the world was ending.
Ahhh! How did I accidentally send a voice message to Jiang Xiao’s phone?
And Jiang Xiao actually saw it!
This was awkward beyond words.
Song Qiuyu pressed her lips tightly, full of regret, and crouched down on the floor.
And it wasn’t just her who was embarrassed—she had dragged Jiang Xiao into this mess too.
Jiang Xiao’s finger froze on the send button.
If only he had been a bit slower.
He could have pretended not to have seen it.
Maybe they both could have acted like nothing happened.
But since things had come to this, it was better to speak first.
Jiang Xiao didn’t want Song Qiuyu to always take care of him.
Suddenly, he felt that what Song Qiuyu once said was quite right—friends should help each other.
So, he took the initiative and typed out a message.
Just as Song Qiuyu was worrying about how to pull both of them out of this awkward situation, she received this message: “So, do you still want it? They all seem busy and probably don’t have time. If not, I can help you get it.”
Seeing this, Song Qiuyu’s mind went blank for a moment.
Since it had come to this, it seemed better to just agree first.
She couldn’t stay in the dressing room forever, after all.
And if she didn’t agree, what if Jiang Xiao got suspicious?
So, she heavily typed back a “Yes.”
After sending the message, Song Qiuyu stood up from the floor and looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror.
She was only wearing black pantyhose, the outline of her underwear faintly visible beneath the black fabric, her toes gripping the floor tightly inside the stockings.
Apart from that, there was no other clothing.
Her slender waist, delicate collarbones, and the slight curve of her chest—each displayed the beauty of a young girl’s figure.
In Jiang Xiao’s words after pushing her down last night: “So sensual…”
Indeed, very sensual. Even she felt her heart pounding wildly just by looking at herself.
Not to mention a young guy like Jiang Xiao.
She pressed her lips together and looked away from her body, determined not to let her mind wander into chaotic thoughts.
She walked over and picked up the floral shirt she had taken off earlier, preparing to cover her upper body.
Even though she could hide behind the door to reach for the Fake Breasts, after what happened last night, she couldn’t meet Jiang Xiao in such a seductive state.
Come to think of it, something like this had happened between them on the first day of school’s reunion…
Back then, she hadn’t even been wearing anything.
Although in many people’s eyes, wearing pantyhose alone was probably even more seductive.
Jiang Xiao came quickly, knocking on the dressing room door at a calm and unhurried pace.
Knock knock
The two knocks almost made Song Qiuyu drop the floral shirt.
She quickly replied.
The floral shirt slipped over her body, and she bent slightly, pulling it down to cover the large exposed area of snow-white skin.
Seeing Jiang Xiao’s reply, she tilted her head slightly, not believing he could have returned that night given his state.
But since Jiang Xiao hadn’t brought any luggage…
[Song Qiuyu]: “Oh, I see. So, are you planning to rest for a while and then take the bus back?”
Facing Song Qiuyu’s message, Jiang Xiao thought for two seconds.
Even if he didn’t return to school, he couldn’t just stay here.
Both of them would be too awkward.
But he also didn’t want to leave without doing anything.
Last night’s incident was his fault.
At least he wanted to do something for Song Qiuyu.
At that moment, the door creaked open.
Song Qiuyu, having fixed her outfit, limped out of the dressing room in high heels with an awkward gait.
The swaying skirt highlighted her long legs encased in black pantyhose.
Jiang Xiao just turned to glance, and his eyes almost couldn’t leave her legs.
The chaotic memories from last night stirred again in his mind.
His eyes narrowed.
His gaze moved from her somewhat curvy thighs up to the collarbones hidden by the cosplay costume’s neckline, following the faint blush along her neck to her delicate face.
Uh…
In that instant, he had the strange thought that Xi’er should look like this?
Even though he was completely sober…
That was so wrong.
If Song Qiuyu noticed his thoughts now, the good thing was she probably wouldn’t take care of him like before.
The bad thing was—they probably wouldn’t be friends anymore.
Just as Song Qiuyu gently chose to keep silent to preserve their friendship, Jiang Xiao didn’t want to lose her either.
The Makeup Artist at the hotel greeted Song Qiuyu warmly and led her to sit down for touch-ups.
Jiang Xiao hesitated for a moment, then got up from the sofa and walked over.