“Yes, it looks great!” Cheng Qicai looked at it. “Mom, you should try it on.”
When Ms. Yun came out, Cheng Qicai praised her lavishly once again.
While there may be some exaggeration, the facts are mostly true.
Ms. Yun hasn't worked for a long time and now spends her days idly at home, occasionally going out to play a little mahjong. Her skin, which used to be dark and dull from overwork, has long since become fair and tender, and her slightly plump figure is just right to carry off a cheongsam.
She has undergone a complete transformation. If you look at her old photos from when she was young, she was dark-skinned and thin, looking like a completely different person.
Hearing that both of them said it looked good, Ms. Yun happily chose this dress.
When it came time to pay, she rushed ahead of Mr. Cheng and paid the money.
Mr. Cheng: "Didn't you say I'd buy you clothes?"
"Dad, please pay next time. Let me pay this time, so I can at least show my appreciation to Mom."
Cheng Qicai went to a fast fashion store and chose a simple dress.
Ms. Yun frowned and said disdainfully, "Your dress is too ordinary."
"It's alright, it goes with everything!" Cheng Qicai thought it was fine.
"This one." Ms. Yun picked up a champagne-colored satin slip dress.
"This isn't my style." Her dress was clearly a sexy style, not only with an extremely slim waist but also a flared neckline.
Sometimes she couldn't help but admire Ms. Yun's conservative yet open-minded thinking.
“Look at Xiao Qi’s style, it’s mature and steady. If you wear a primary school student style and stand next to him, you’ll look like his daughter.”
"Mom, I haven't dressed like that in ages, okay?"
She's no longer the same person she was when she first graduated, wandering around in baggy shorts and a big shirt.
I only dress like that at home now, but since I got together with Gu Rongqi recently, I haven't dressed like that much.
Ms. Yun glanced at her and commented, "Her aesthetic sense is so-so."
She looked at her minimalist outfit and thought it was anything but ordinary!
Cheng Qicai was dissatisfied, "Gu Rongqi is over thirty, so it's understandable that he looks mature. I'm only twenty-four, much younger. Our thoughts and perspectives are definitely different."
Without hesitation, she lowered her own age and raised Gu Rongqi's, attempting to create a huge age gap between the two.
“…It is indeed different, otherwise they wouldn’t have taken a liking to you.” Ms. Yun shoved the clothes into her hands. “Alright, go try it on.”
Cheng Qicai went to change her clothes and came out.
"Look, isn't this much better looking than what you're wearing? It shows off your figure so much better than those baggy clothes of yours."
Cheng Qicai looked at herself in the mirror. The dress made her look even fairer and more delicate. It wasn't as sexy as she had imagined, but it looked quite nice.
In the end, Cheng Qicai decided to buy the item.
Mr. Cheng's choice of clothes was much simpler; he just went into the store, took a look, and pretty much made his decision.
After everyone had bought their clothes, Ms. Yun went into a new men's store, which looked much younger than the one Mr. Cheng had chosen.
Cheng Qicai was confused. "Mom, didn't Dad already buy them?"
“Yes, we’ve bought everything. Let’s buy one for Xiaoqi too,” Ms. Yun said as she browsed the store. “We’ll pay for this one. You can take it with you later as a token of our appreciation.”
Cheng Qicai was surprised that Ms. Yun would buy it for Gu Rongqi. It seems that although they had concerns, they are slowly accepting it.
It's summer now, so Gu Rongqi mostly wears solid-color clothes.
Therefore, this was the advice Cheng Qicai gave Ms. Yun when she made the purchase.
Finally, to avoid any mistakes, Ms. Yun only chose a white top and black pants with a little design element.
It was too late, so Cheng Qicai stayed here for the night.
Because her room wasn't well soundproofed, and it was next to Ms. Yun's master bedroom, she was chatting with Gu Rongqi by text while lying in bed.
She told Gu Rongqi that she had already spoken with her parents and that he could rest assured.
However, she didn't tell Ms. Yun that she had bought him clothes; she planned to give him a surprise.
The next day, after breakfast, she returned to her rented room.
Gu Rongqi knew she was coming back and was already waiting for her at the subway entrance.
She received a message from him early in the morning, asking when she would be back.
Cheng Qicai started chatting with him as soon as she left the bedroom, which made Ms. Yun dislike her dawdling manner. After dinner, Ms. Yun kicked her out.
When they were still some time away from exiting the station, Gu Rongqi told her that he would wait for her at the subway entrance.
She hadn't expected Gu Rongqi to be in such a hurry, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
As soon as Cheng Qicai exited the subway station, she saw him.
She flashed him a big smile and called out happily, "Gu Rongqi..."
"Why are you so happy?" Gu Rongqi couldn't help but smile when he saw her coming over.
Are you unhappy?
Gu Rongqi understood what she meant: "Happy."
"Let me make you even happier." Cheng Qicai handed him a bag. "Take a look!"
Gu Rongqi opened the bag and was slightly taken aback.
"My parents bought this for you." Cheng Qicai's eyes shone. "Now you can trust my abilities, I told you I was here for you!"
"Hmm." His Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly a few times.
The response was so faint it seemed almost ethereal, or perhaps it was a low, unbearable murmur.
They had just entered the house and closed the door when they returned to Gu Rongqi's place.
Gu Rongqi pulled her close and lowered his head to kiss her gently.
Gentle as water.
Cheng Qicai was pinned against the door, and the bag in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, but neither of them cared about this little incident at the moment.
The two kissed passionately, seemingly trying to erase the insecurity of the past two days.
"Thank you." The warm breath brushed against Cheng Qicai's face, as if adding another layer of blush to her cheeks.
Although the two had stopped, their faces were still very close, and their eyes were both filled with varying degrees of confusion.
Gu Rongqi's right hand affectionately caressed her flushed left cheek, his dry hand seemingly carrying a hint of desire.
It was ambiguous yet tender.
But the two stopped there, seemingly both tacitly abiding by a certain agreement.
Cheng Qicai reached out and grasped his hand, bringing it to rest on her face.
Looking at the docile Cheng Qicai, he exhaled heavily onto her face, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
Gu Rongqi's eyes were dark and deep. Finally, he gently kissed her trembling eyelashes and stepped back slightly.
Only after the distance between them increased did Cheng Qicai's tension decrease considerably.
The two went to the living room, each drank a glass of water, and relieved the heat in their bodies.
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