Chapter 403 Miracle Nikki: Boyfriend Edition
The first thing to step into the light was a long leg encased in black ripped jeans.
Shen Yu lifted the curtain and walked out somewhat awkwardly. "Huali, is it dressed like this?"
The young master wore a loose black graffiti T-shirt, and ripped jeans that accentuated his straight and long legs. He also wore a pair of limited-edition sneakers, making him look both handsome and roguish.
The most amazing thing is that the young master's hairstyle hasn't changed.
He still had that signature high ponytail, with a few strands of dark hair falling unruly down his smooth forehead and pale cheeks, making him look like a rebellious school heartthrob straight out of a comic book.
Karin: "My God, that's so cool!!!"
Seeing the genuine amazement in the girl's eyes, Shen Yu chuckled and reached out to hook the hole in his leg:
"How could clothes this tattered be cheap?"
Look, you become like the company you keep; even the young master is saving money now!
Before Huali could answer that it was art, the curtain behind her was lifted again.
This time, it's lotus root that came out.
The Buddhist monk wore a silk shirt with ink-wash landscape patterns. Against the deep background, the mountains resembled distant peaks under the moonlight.
His lower body was clad in a pair of well-tailored trousers in the same color, which clearly outlined his long, straight legs.
Buddhist disciples often hold prayer beads in their hands.
But at this moment, the smooth beads slid between his slender fingers, creating a clash between his forearm and pale wrist bones peeking out from his shirt cuff, a combination that was both ascetic and alluring.
Lian Zhuo tilted her head slightly, "Huali, is this body still suitable?"
"It smells so good!!!"
At this moment, Huali finally understood why Big Fat Orange loved to throw this banquet and that banquet all the time. It was truly dazzling!
That wasn't all; the next male guest made a dazzling appearance.
That fox spirit truly lives up to her name. Luo Chuan didn't seem to be showing off new clothes; she was walking a runway.
He wore a burgundy velvet suit, with the jacket casually open, revealing a satin shirt in the same color family but a deeper shade underneath.
He casually unbuttoned three buttons at the top of his collar, revealing a large expanse of his firm chest and well-defined collarbones.
Velvet material inherently possesses an air of nobility and ambiguity. Coupled with the Demon King's nonchalant demeanor, the interplay of light and shadow evokes the rich and deep red wine, both flamboyant and alluring.
Unlike Shen Yu and Lian Zhuo, Luo Chuan did not ask Hua Li for her opinion. Instead, his heterochromatic eyes, hidden behind his mask, slowly swept over them, his voice carrying an elegant yet dangerous magnetism:
"Judging from Little Pear's expression, the clothes of this world are quite suitable for me."
Huali nodded without hesitation!
It's off the charts! It's off the charts!!!
Ao Bai, standing nearby, was also amazed, saying, "If the shopkeeper could just have those three stand at the door, they could sell a year's worth of goods in a single day."
Luo Chuan smiled and bent down to speak, but the curtain was gently parted again by slender fingers.
Huali immediately poked her head out.
Yan Xi wore an ice-blue silk shirt, the color of which was as pure as a polar glacier, yet he managed to wear it with a different kind of meaning.
The top two buttons were askew and open, while half of the hem was casually tucked into black leather trousers.
The other half hangs down naturally, outlining a slender yet powerful waist and hip curve.
The young man was breathtakingly beautiful just by standing there, not to mention the gaze of this apex predator.
"My little benefactor, are you satisfied with this outfit...?"
Huali thinks she might have gotten a sore throat from eating too much grilled fish in the North these past few days, otherwise why would she be so easily tempted!
That little bird is so cool!
"Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!"
Her expectations were completely raised by the four of them, and she was just waiting for Wen Jin to make his appearance at the end.
One second... two seconds...
Five minutes passed, and the curtain remained completely still.
Huali slowly typed out a question mark?
"Wen Jin? Don't you know how to dress?" she tried calling out, but no one answered.
"Ao Bai, check if there are any other people in the fitting room?"
Ao Bai quickly ran inside and then came back out, saying, "All the other doors are open, but the innermost one is closed."
"Alright, you guys can wander around here for a bit. I'll go check on Wen Jin." Hua Li turned around and gave a brief instruction before dashing inside.
"Wen Jin?" She walked to the door of the last fitting room and knocked. "Do you need any help?"
It was completely silent inside; there wasn't even the slightest sound of clothes rubbing together.
This unusual situation made Huali's heart skip a beat. She immediately tried to push the door open, but just as her fingertips touched the door panel—
A large, cold, white, and powerful hand suddenly reached out from inside, precisely grabbed her wrist, and pulled her inside!
The fitting room was dimly lit and cramped.
Before Huali could speak, Wen Jin's kisses rained down upon her.
It wasn't a gentle probing, but a predatory act brimming with possessiveness.
Karin was forced to tilt her head back, enduring all of this suddenness. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she could only feel Wen Jin's scalding breath and the unique scent of summer rain.
The Demon Lord gripped her wrist tightly with one hand and pressed it against the mirror, while his other hand braced against her ear, blocking all of the girl's escape routes.
After a long while... he stepped back slightly. Wen Jin's nose touched Hua Li's, his voice hoarse, carrying an extreme sense of danger.
"Between me and them, who suits your taste the most?"
Karin's rapid breathing calmed down slightly, and her gaze slowly focused on the man in front of her.
Wen Jin had already changed into the clothes she had chosen.
The perfectly tailored black silk shirt, against the backdrop of pale skin, creates a breathtaking contrast.
He rolled up his sleeves to his forearms; it was a seemingly simple action, yet it exuded a dangerous and intense tension in him.
The matching slim-fit trousers perfectly accentuated the Demon Lord's slender waist, making him appear like a predator in the dark, highlighting his deep-seated desire for control and aggression.
Karin blushed slightly, a rare occurrence, as he stared at her like that.
Wen Jin took in the girl's reaction, and a smile that made hearts race appeared on his lips.
He leaned down, his warm breath brushing against her ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"How about it? Want to give it a try with me?"
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