So Xu Yecheng followed Doudou into that clothing store…

But very quickly, Xu Yecheng began to regret bringing Doudou along.

As soon as they entered, before any shop assistant could come over, Doudou went straight to a nearby rack and picked up a beige color-blocked vest. It had a V-neck, with one side of the neckline printed with lake-blue patterns, and the cuffs and hem were decorated with alternating stripes of lake blue and beige. The overall style looked academic, leaning toward a Korean-inspired aesthetic.

“Wear this! It’ll definitely look great,” Doudou said, holding the vest up and waving it in front of her. Xu Yecheng stared at the vest and absentmindedly reached out to take it.

No flashy decorations—nice. It fit his taste quite well.

Holding it in his hands, Xu Yecheng felt the knitted texture of the vest and wondered if it might be too warm. But then he thought about it again—October had already arrived, and the temperature had indeed dropped a bit, so it probably wouldn’t be cold.

Doudou then handed her a white printed T-shirt. Xu Yecheng froze the moment he took it.

“Why is it so long…” Xu Yecheng exclaimed.

Judging by its length, if she wore this T-shirt, only her legs would be visible underneath.

Seeing Xu Yecheng’s surprised expression, Doudou looked puzzled.
“Ningning, haven’t you worn this kind of thing before?”

Xu Yecheng’s expression stiffened, and she replied a bit flustered, “Uh… not really. My monthly allowance is limited, so I haven’t bought many clothes.”

She brushed it off with an excuse—though it was actually the truth.

Xu Yecheng only owned three sets of men’s clothes, washed and rotated regularly. The rest lay quietly in the wardrobe, untouched. And as for colors—black, white, and gray. Nothing else.

When she came back to her senses, she saw Doudou looking at her with a heartbroken expression.

“Why does Ningning’s life feel so miserable…” Doudou murmured.

Xu Yecheng froze again, feeling a little uncomfortable under that gaze.

But strangely, after hearing her say that, Xu Yecheng felt that maybe her life wasn’t all that miserable after all.

“It’s just like that,” Xu Yecheng said helplessly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Doudou handed her a pleated skirt.

Xu Yecheng was stunned. Seeing her reaction, Doudou frowned slightly.

Xu Yecheng immediately reined in her surprised expression and coughed awkwardly.

What the hell—this skirt is way too short!?

Her expression still looked a bit unnatural.

“Go try it on! It’ll definitely suit you,” Doudou said expectantly.

She really regretted bringing Doudou along.

But since things had already come to this, if she didn’t try it on, she’d probably give herself away.

Xu Yecheng took a deep breath. She hadn’t expected that the second time she wore a skirt, it would be a short one…

Letting out a sigh, she gathered the clothes and walked toward the fitting room.

The small room was dim, with only a single light overhead. Xu Yecheng took another deep breath, telling herself to stay calm.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her expression turned shy.

As she removed her original clothes, even though it wasn’t the first time seeing this body, Xu Yecheng still felt her head heat up.

She put on the white printed T-shirt. The fabric covered her upper body completely, leaving only her legs exposed. Beneath the loose fit, her fair, slender legs looked even more alluring.

Her cheeks immediately began to warm. Her hands nervously clutched the hem as her gaze fell on her legs. She hadn’t been bulky to begin with, but now her legs were smooth and pale, slender and soft—any hint of muscle definition was barely visible anymore…

No, I need to hurry and change, or Doudou will get suspicious…

Thinking that, Xu Yecheng quickly grabbed the color-blocked vest and slipped it on.

Next came the skirt…

Staring at the pleated skirt, the sense of shame in her heart kept surging.

Forget it. I’ve already worn skirts before, already gone out in women’s clothes. What’s a little more skin? What’s there to fuss over?

Hesitating like this—what kind of man can’t even bring himself to wear women’s clothes?

Xu Yecheng’s thoughts were starting to spiral in strange directions.

She took a deep breath, bent down, lowered the skirt, stepped into it, and slowly pulled it up. The sensation of the fabric brushing against her skin felt incredibly strange.

So this is how it is…

Looking at herself in the mirror, her long hair draped over her shoulders. Wearing this outfit, she looked smaller overall. Unlike the long skirt from before, this gave her a much more youthful vibe.

Her gaze then shifted to her reflection’s face. It was still her, still the same face—yet somehow, she looked full of energy.

Even so…

She reached down and pressed the hem of the skirt. With such a short skirt, both legs were fully exposed—it really felt strange.

Thinking about how a grown man like her was actually wearing a short skirt one day, dressed like the “pure yet alluring” girls you only see in short videos, Xu Yecheng’s face flushed uncontrollably again.

Doudou waited outside for a long, long time before Xu Yecheng finally came out.

The moment she saw her, Doudou froze.
“Oh my god, girl—this is amazing! It suits you so well!” Doudou exclaimed. “Wow, those legs, that waist…”

Seeing how loud and excited she was, Xu Yecheng noticed people around them starting to look over, making her extremely embarrassed.

Her expression immediately turned shy.

“Hey, stand up straight! Why are you hunching over like that?” Doudou said.

Xu Yecheng helplessly raised her head… and straightened her chest—only to feel an unmistakable jiggle from the sudden movement.

Her cheeks turned red again.

Seeing her like this, Doudou became even more confused. With such high looks, shouldn’t she show them off confidently? Why did this beauty seem like she’d lose a chunk of flesh if someone looked at her for too long?

“This set it is,” Doudou said decisively.

“Uh…”

“It looks great—why wouldn’t you buy it? I already asked about the price. The whole set is just over two hundred. That’s really cheap.”

“Alright, alright,” Xu Yecheng replied helplessly.

She couldn’t really choose anyway. Glancing at the shelves packed with so many styles and colors, her indecisiveness flared up immediately.

Forget it. This will do. It doesn’t look bad, and the price is acceptable…

“Let’s try this one too~” Doudou said, handing her another outfit.

Looking at that torn, hole-ridden piece of clothing—the kind she feared most—an instinctive sense of dread rose in Xu Yecheng’s eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Doudou asked. “Is wearing pretty clothes… really that scary?”