Chapter 83
Han Yi was picking through the middle and lower rows of dresses, picking up a hanger and trying it on Pei Huai. The blatant and offensive look made him look extremely pale.
【Brother, what's wrong? 】
There was no answer. Han Yi chose one of the skirts and handed it to him, "Try it on." Pei Huai didn't take it, let alone examine it. He looked him in the eyes, full of hostility.
"Don't you want to?" He leaned closer, "Then I'll help you put it on."
“Not appropriate.”
"No, you still underestimate yourself." He stroked Pei Huai's curly hair with his hand, "Believe me. This suit suits you very well."
Han Yi chose a black, matte, high-slit, bare-back skirt for him. The waist and hem were specially tailored to reveal a level of detail that was even more difficult for him to accept.
If she actually put it on, the thin straps on both shoulders would leave her entire back exposed, extending to just below the mid-spine before being fastened with a bow at the back. The darts on this dress perfectly hugged her curves, making it a true test of her figure. Pei Huai held his ground for a long moment before slamming the dressing room door.
After confirming through the door that the other party had given him enough space to get dressed, he replied to Xiang Mingqi.
"Come here."
[OK, wait a minute while I climb the ventilation duct. Hey, this house is huge! I'm afraid someone might get stuck on the fence and get stuck. I saw a news story about someone breaking into a school and getting impaled. Luckily, this pervert doesn't have a dog. If he barked, it wouldn't only hinder his performance but also pierce my butt.]
[Brother, which floor are you on? The tracker's positioning is intermittent.]
"underground."
[Okay, underground pipes are easy to find. But what happened to you just now? You suddenly stopped talking. I was shocked and thought there was going to be a rag plot in the R19 love story.]
"What's a rag?"
[Brother, after watching the movie and the anime, don’t you still support the couple?...]
Just then, there was the sound of a door opening outside the cubicle. Footsteps. Then, from a source not far away, a voice said, "You took a long time."
"…I can't tie that on my back."
The door opened a crack. Through it, Han Yi could clearly see her back, shimmering in the light. Her arms were tied up with her long hair, revealing her back to him defenselessly. It wasn't slender, delicate, or pale; it was that of a grown man, yet erect and sturdy against the black dress.
Her shoulder blades twitched beneath her thin muscles, and her waist, constricted by the tightness of her dress, was so narrow she could have broken it with one hand.
His fingers felt a warmth. Han Yi stared at the back, which was like a mountain lion poised for action, bit his lip, and exhaled heavy, excited breaths through his nose. His hands were still carefully tying the knot for him.
"Is this too tight?" He smoothed the fine folds on the bow and tightened it slightly. Han Yi wanted to ask if he had any other needs, but he didn't expect the door to close right in front of him.
"Thanks."
Then he was kicked out again.
Pei Huai had put the dress on incorrectly several times. Honestly, the size of the dress was perfect for him, and there was nothing wrong with it, but the level of trouble caught him off guard. The straps weren't loose, but they kept slipping down his elbows, and after bending over a few times, the dress began to wrinkle.
He thought about it and glared upwards.
"How much longer?"
Xiang Mingqi was lying on the iron fence that he was staring at, removing screws. Seeing his impatience, his hands moved more anxiously.
"Wait a minute, I'll be done soon. Give me a few more seconds and I'll be done. Um, um, brother, can you let me touch your back for a while? Hehe... I like it. Your waist is so thin, your legs are so long, your back is so straight, and your figure is so good, hehe..."
He carefully removed the iron bars. Using the fingers of one hand, he hung himself on the edge. As he found his footing and jumped down, Han Yi at the door started to make small talk: "How did you meet my brother?"
Xiang Mingqi stepped down from the stool and looked around at Pei Huai's half-dressed, half-undressed sexy dress. His legs were truly long, and beneath the dress, his masculine silhouette was well-proportioned, neither abrupt nor odd, a mature and elegant expression that blurred the distinction between the sexes. Under the matte satin, the concave shape of his back was particularly eye-catching. Xiang Mingqi felt something explode in his mind. Blushing, he wanted to touch it, but his peripheral vision caught the garter on the hanger first, and he jumped up as if he had found a treasure.
He pulled off his socks and, impulsively, gestured to Pei Huai's calves, his cheekbones flushing with excitement. Pei Huai frowned and knocked him on the head.
This time, Xiang Mingqi had no choice but to put his arms around his legs and kneel down to play dirty. He pointed at his garter, then his heart, then his lower abdomen, dancing his fingers along his senior's thighs, taking the opportunity to pinch his voluptuous buttocks and attack him.
"Is it ever going to end?"
"It's all my fault, brother, your butt is so chubby, it's nice to touch."
"nerve."
Seeing Pei Huai annoyed with him, his ears started to burn. Xiang Mingqi even grabbed the senior's ankles, supported the arch of his foot with his hands, and put the leg brace on him.
Pei Huai was taken aback by this sudden move. He wanted to kick him away, but he almost lost his balance. Fortunately, Xiang Mingqi helped him up in time. His hot breath hit the back of his neck, and he kept begging in his ear, "Brother, let me touch you. I'll help you put on your stockings. Just promise me to let me see you." Pei Huai had no choice but to grit his teeth and sit on the chair and let him go.
"When looking for a cat."
"Cat?" Han Yi laughed. "That's really surprising. Which cat can bring you two together?"
Realizing that the topic had been unilaterally interrupted by Pei Huai again, Han Yi moved closer to the door and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"...Why do you have this habit?"
"It's a love for art collecting," he said. "I like collecting beautiful things. Expensive paintings, sculptures, and people. There's something awkward about cross-dressing on people; it blurs the lines between gender. What I've always been after is a young, wild, and sexy body like yours."
"Why don't you try it yourself."
Han Yi was somewhat helpless: "That's called defilement."
By this time, Xiang Mingqi could barely contain his pride as he put on Pei Huai's garters. His hands were restless, first pinching the firm calf, then tracing down the slender leg. Where the ankle joint rose, the skin was thin, faintly tugging at the pale blue veins, easily grasped and kneaded with fascination.
He pulled his socks over his ankles, his teeth chattering with delight.
"So, so lascivious..." His voice was shaking, "Brother, you are really lascivious. These long legs that can leave marks on them are so sexy."
Pei Huai slapped him on the forehead, bent down behind him, took out a knife, hid it at his waist, and waited for Han Yi's next move.
"I'm very pleased with you," the man said. "This is the first time I've ever accepted a gift from my brother. I think it would be a lifelong regret. But unfortunately..."
The subject suddenly changed.
"If he brings it to your door, you have to cut it clean before you can accept it."
Pei Huai turned the dagger around and held it firmly in his palm.
——"You must be hiding something on you, dear. Or to put it another way, what are you doing in there?" Almost at the moment the words fell, a loud noise of a door being broken was heard in the corridor.
Listening to footsteps, more than a dozen people continued to approach, forming a siege. Xiang Mingqi tried to stand, but Pei Huai simply ripped his jacket from him, zipped it up, and cut the hem of his dress horizontally. With a press of his thumb, he twisted his wrist beautifully and swung the blade, timing it perfectly to catch the first intruder breaking through, cutting diagonally above the shoulder.
He stepped on Xiang Mingqi's shoulder to signal him to move away.
Pei Huai gathered his outdated long coat, buttoned the bottom button, and pushed open the door. The hem of his coat fell just below his hips, revealing his long, straight legs. His black calf socks, pulled down below his knees and secured with a buckle, defined his figure with a slender, powerful silhouette.
He kicked off his ill-fitting high heels, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Han Yi outside the door was a little surprised by the development of the situation, and looked at him with even more interest.
"People like you are suitable to stay." Han Yi raised his forearm and hooked his hand to everyone around him, "Stay forever."
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Two shots of anesthetic missed his feet. Xiang Mingqi quickly knocked his senior to the ground and retreated into the shadow corner of the stairs.
A team of people ascended the stairs, searching very closely. The two men only breathed a sigh of relief when they were far away.
Xiang Mingqi wiped his sweat and rubbed Pei Huai's arm pitifully. "Oh my God, Brother Pei Huai, Xiao Han has been cheating us. He wants us to die for love. He has bad intentions. Brother, brother, how about I take care of him for you? I guarantee I'll do it cleanly."
The senior was obviously thinking about something and didn't reply.
"Uh, wow, you're ignoring me again. But then again, isn't that guy with glasses a cross-dresser? Why is he doing this 'you're the canary in my cage' thing again? So perverted, this guy must have seen too much of the domineering CEO red-eyed wall-banging forced love."
"It's not cross-dressing."
"ah?"
"His hobby is hunting."
When they could no longer hear the noises from the search party, the two emerged from their hiding place and continued searching for a way out on the first floor. The entrances and exits of the mansion would inevitably be sealed, and they would need to find sufficient evidence to implicate the enemy. Only then would they be considered to have fulfilled Han Shaochen's commission.
"Is cross-dressing considered a family scandal?" Xiang Mingqi followed him as he pushed open doors, still pondering, "At most, it's considered XP. Just like my XP is a handsome guy with white hair, a high ponytail, long legs, and a cold personality. Boss Han would probably be disgusted if he heard that. By the way, brother, what is your XP?"
"have no idea."
"...Um, you don't know your XP or you don't know what XP means."
No one paid any attention to him.
He found the second-to-last room, and just as he pushed the door halfway, Pei Huai reacted with remarkable speed, retreating backward. There was no ambush, but there was unusual movement inside. Xiang Mingqi reached out to pry open the door, taking a half-step inside before him.
Looking out, two rows of mannequins in wedding gowns filled the empty room, their skirts lifted by the wind. Without lights, even with the light from the hallway, it was difficult to see. Xiang Mingqi had to use his cell phone's flashlight to shine a light around. The mannequins were neatly arranged, their veils covering their heads, their bodies relaxed and drooping in various poses.
It was so quiet that it felt eerie.
"Wow, I didn't expect this pervert to secretly engage in bigamy with a doll." Xiang Mingqi casually lifted the veil of one of the models and shrugged. Seeing Pei Huai frowning in an unusually serious manner, he turned his head in confusion to see - the next second, he was met head-on by a lifeless face. The eyeballs had been gouged out, and two gray glass beads were stuffed in the empty holes. "Brother, get out first!"
He threw off his veil as if he had been electrocuted and stepped back subconsciously, but Pei Huai behind him silently raised his hands.
"Squat down." He said to Xiang Mingqi.
Xiang Mingqi immediately did as he was told. Soon, calm footsteps, unlike those of the security guards, could be heard from behind the screen created by Pei Huai's body.
The man clapped his hands in satisfaction, then raised his gun and pointed it at the back of Pei Huai's head.
"Don't move. I know you're very capable. But this is a real gun, and it will leave a bullet hole in you. That way, the specimen will always have unsightly marks."
“…You did this?”
He answered irrelevantly: "The first time my father took me hunting, he told me not to leave too conspicuous a bullet hole in a deer's head. The more beautiful something is, the less it can withstand being tossed around."
"Don't touch me."
"Do they look good, my bride?" A large, broad hand reached under his coat and pinched the slender waist beneath the dress. "I think you will be the most beautiful of these collections."
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