Chapter 708 - 706: Trying On Clothes
Before long, they arrived at the floor where they had previously met, which was for buying clothing, but not the same place as before; instead, it was a different store for buying intimate apparel.
Because today wasn’t a weekend, there weren’t many people, just a few individuals scattered around buying intimate apparel.
Chen Tianlong, like always, felt a bit dizzy upon seeing the colorful intimate apparel filling the room. One reason was that his eyes were dazzled, and another was that these things always reminded him of certain parts, making his breath a bit rushed.
Lin Wushuang walked in and saw Chen Tianlong seated on a chair outside, not daring to enter. She chuckled wryly, while Lu Xiaoyu, being more open-minded, said with a grin, "Tianlong, aren’t you coming to help Wushuang pick something out? She’ll definitely like whatever you choose... Ow... that hurts!"
This time, it was Chen Tianlong who chuckled wryly, suspecting that Lu Xiaoyu had just had her butt pinched by Lin Wushuang.
After some playful teasing, they got down to business. Lin Wushuang had ten pieces of intimate apparel stolen, so her task was urgent—to quickly find ones she liked that were suitable and comfortable.
After some diligent searching, Wushuang finally found two styles she liked and took them to the fitting room to try on. At that moment, a woman appeared at the entrance of the intimate apparel store—Fang Xiaomin.
Chen Tianlong shook his head, forced to smile at their enemies meeting on a narrow path.
"Oh well, who did I think it was? Turns out it’s a big shot." Lu Xiaoyu didn’t forget to lampoon, mocking.
"Humph, can’t be bothered with you."
Fang Xiaomin wasn’t fond of arguments, especially now with a task at hand, she deliberately picked up a bra to compare—she couldn’t act too casual or Chen Tianlong outside might notice something.
But she was overthinking it, as Chen Tianlong had no intention of looking inside; whenever he sneaked a glance, he had to engage in Qi Cultivation to staunch nosebleeds, lest his nasal cavity suddenly heated up, and the floodgates opened.
After searching for a while, Fang Xiaomin took a piece of intimate apparel and headed towards a neighboring fitting room. The fitting rooms here were mostly interconnected, separated only by a partition, and the top was visible—everyone changing here was a woman, so it wasn’t feared anyone would peep.
"Tsk tsk, you can fit into something that big? You’re at most an A!" Lu Xiaoyu wouldn’t pass up such a great opportunity for a jibe—though Fang Xiaomin was sensual, her bust isn’t very large, not even rivaling Lin Wushuang’s.
Lu Xiaoyu, known for her larger assets, akin to a big cow, flaunting an F cup.
Hence, she could mock freely; Lu Xiaoyu deliberately puffed out her chest, picked the largest piece of intimate apparel beside her, and headed for the fitting room.
"Humph, big cow!"
Fang Xiaomin cursed inwardly but didn’t dare say anything outwardly.
With Fang Xiaomin heading to the fitting room between these two girls, it undoubtedly added to her difficulties.
Next, she’d have to snap photos from above, but from above, if she stood on a stool or climbed up, she may be spotted by the adjacent room.
Fang Xiaomin was vexed, why would Lu Xiaoyu, who wasn’t lacking in intimate apparel, want to try them?
As if nobody knew she was endowed well. Though Fang Xiaomin internally questioned this, she was incredibly envious of Lu Xiaoyu.
If not for the task today, Fang Xiaomin would’ve wanted to inquire about how she maintained such a figure, asking for some secret tips. That way, Xu Fei would be madly in love with her.
Thinking about it wouldn’t halt the plan; failing to complete the task would provoke Xu Fei’s scolding. Not only would she miss the reward, they might not even want to see her again. Thus, the task was crucial for Fang Xiaomin; she had to complete it perfectly.
Entering the fitting room, Fang Xiaomin began to survey her surroundings and realized the partition was about 1.8 meters high, whereas her height was only 1.65 meters, meaning she’d need something 15 centimeters or taller to stand on. However, there was nothing around, so she pushed the door open again.
"Aha, feeling too loose already, huh? It was said to be an A, yet you took a C cup to try on—it would obviously be saggy!" Lu Xiaoyu, not there to buy intimate apparel, quickly left after some perfunctory trials.
Bumping into her nemesis unexpectedly as she stepped out.
Outside, Chen Tianlong played with his phone, scrolling QQ, with only Wu Mengting and the duo of sister friends’ QQs, plus some dorm mates. After a while, he lifted his gaze towards the intimate apparel store.
Just at that moment, he saw Fang Xiaomin come out, while the impish Xiaoyu also emerged—and these foes collided again.
All Chen Tianlong could muster was another wry smile.
"Oh, can’t be bothered with you."
Fang Xiaomin, in a rush to complete her mission before Lin Wushuang came out, didn’t want to miss the opportunity. Although Lin Wushuang might buy some more, since Xu Fei mentioned he stole all her intimate apparel.
Though worrying about whether Lin Wushuang would buy the same style in different colors and only try one to finish was a concern.
For safety, she couldn’t take the chance, better to wrap up early, noting that outside, Chen Tianlong occasionally glanced at her, making her scalp tingle. Fang Xiaomin knew his prowess.
Fortunately, Fang Xiaomin spotted a plastic stool by the fitting rooms, albeit low, at least ten centimeters tall. Standing on it would allow her to reach over using her equipped glasses and capture Lin Wushuang covertly.
Moreover, the situation eased a lot, with Lu Xiaoyu now absent from the adjacent stall, unremarkable to others. She needed to seize the opportunity and sneak in for snapshots.
Chen Tianlong, coincidentally glancing inside, noticed Fang Xiaomin grabbing the stool and although curious, refrained from using X-ray vision.
Fang Xiaomin didn’t dawdle upon entering, promptly placing the stool down as every second counted. Else, what if the person finished changing and left?
She took out her smart photo pen, adjusted for five continuous shots, donned her specialized glasses, and positioned herself on the stool, just reaching partition height.
Instead of immediately extending the photo pen, Fang Xiaomin carefully approached, observing through her glasses.
Soon, what caught Fang Xiaomin’s eyes was a body that had removed its top, and was about to unfasten the intimate apparel to change into another.