88 is deadly!
Yu Chun took the card and stared at the King of Hearts without blinking.
After repeatedly confirming that he hadn't misread it, he finally said reluctantly, "...Fine, you win."
"What's the final order? It's not going to be another one where I have to take off my clothes, is it?"
He has begun to give up on himself.
Chu Xiao smiled mysteriously.
She didn't say anything, but got up, got out of bed, and went into the dressing room.
Under Yu Chun's questioning gaze, Chu Xiao took out the scantily clad little dress that Yu Chun had confiscated, which contained very little fabric.
She picked up the dress, walked to the bedside, and, under Yu Chun's suddenly wide-eyed gaze, held the dress up against Yu Chun.
Chu Xiao nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, the size fits perfectly, and the color suits your skin tone very well."
"This...this...you...you..."
Looking at the familiar little dress, Yu Chun stammered, her hair standing on end in alarm.
"Is it pretty?" Chu Xiao laid the dress flat on the bed, picked up her phone, pointed it at the garment, opened the image search function to find the product description, and read it aloud with great expression, "Black is the epitome of nobility, black is the epitome of wealth. This 'Midnight Swan' is a color-matched and dyed piece made by the same colorist as Hermès, using Japanese maple leaves that only bloom once a year, and embroidered with gold thread worth 600,000 yuan per ton..."
Yu Chun made a last-ditch effort: "Just give me the final instructions!"
What if he misunderstood?
What if it's just something he can admire?
What if Chu Xiao herself wants to wear it?
However, the next second, Yu Chun's fantasy was cruelly shattered by Chu Xiao.
“My final instruction is—” she cheerfully stuffed the entire dress into Yu Chun’s arms, “to put it on.”
Yu Chun's brain went blank with a "buzz".
He stared blankly at the dress in his arms, then looked up at Chu Xiao, whose eyes were burning with desire, and finally realized belatedly that from the very beginning, this was a trap tailor-made for him!
All of Chu Xiao's previous victories, those seemingly "simple" instructions, were meant to lull him into a false sense of security, all for this final blow!
"You...you planned this all along?!" Yu Chun pointed at Chu Xiao, her voice trembling, unsure whether it was from shame or anger.
Chu Xiao gently grasped the finger Yu Chun was pointing at her with, her smile filled with the joy of a successful scheme: "I told you, this is a game that... can make our relationship 'better'."
She pulled Yu Chun's slender fingers to her lips and kissed the fingertips.
“Now, it is your turn to fulfill your promise, my…subject.”
Yu Chun glared at Chu Xiao, then looked down at the dress in her arms, her face flushing red and then pale.
Wearing it would be incredibly embarrassing! Not wearing it? He had sworn to abide by the rules! How could he, the eldest son of the Yu family, go back on his word?
Never mind... anyway, only heaven, earth, me, and her know...
After a fierce internal struggle, Yu Chun swallowed hard, and finally, with a death-defying resolve, picked up the dress and went into the dressing room...
...
Chu Xiao sat upright on the edge of the bed, casually scrolling through the latest headlines, keeping a close eye on Yu Chun's movements, while her heart had already flown into the walk-in closet just across the wall.
As she sat there, she suddenly felt a little nervous and stood up.
Generally speaking, when people are nervous, they want to keep busy to distract themselves.
So Chu Xiao took out a tissue and started wiping the table.
Every afternoon, someone comes to clean the apartment where the two of them live. The cleaning ladies are very conscientious and responsible. Yu Chun doesn't have the habit of eating snacks or picking her feet on the bedroom table, so the table is very clean and Chu Xiao didn't find any stains.
She glanced at the spotless paper, then moved to the bedside table and absentmindedly wiped down the bedside table and all the other ornaments.
After wiping for a while, Chu Xiao noticed that five minutes had passed.
She wondered: Could it be that she was having trouble putting it on? The classic black and white apron-style retro Lolita dress, although not complicated in design, had ties at the back that were both fastened and bound, which was indeed troublesome for a beginner.
As the initiator and winner of the game, and also as Yu Chun's partner, she has the responsibility and obligation to provide necessary technical support to her "subject" lover who is facing difficulties.
Chu Xiao immediately crumpled the tissue into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and eagerly headed towards the dressing room.
At this moment, Yu Chun, who was in the dressing room, was at a loss as to what to do with the complicated apron ties on her back.
Chu Xiao arrived at the door. Although she really wanted to break in immediately, she still knocked on the door very politely.
"How are you dressed?"
Yu Chun turned her head and looked in the mirror, seeing the ribbon on her back buckled crookedly again, and she was so angry she almost twisted her nose.
“No problem!” Yu Chun said, sweating profusely.
"..."
Hearing Yu Chun's slightly panting voice, Chu Xiao tentatively asked, "Do you need my help?"
"I'm not a three-year-old. It's just a dress, I can manage!" Yu Chun struggled to hook the small buttons on the back of her dress, using her face to pull them together, her delicate features contorted into a grimace. "Go wait on the bed!"
"..."
Chu Xiao turned around regretfully and sat back down on the edge of the bed.
After all, she fully respected Yu Chun's personal will.
Yu Chun wanted to be self-reliant, so she couldn't force herself to help; she wasn't the domineering type.
...
Yu Chun frantically searched behind his back for a long time before finally finding the culprit.
Because of the previous rounds of buttoning and unbuttoning incorrectly, the thread securing the button was already teetering on the verge of falling off, but Yu Chun was completely unaware of it.
He took a deep breath, hooked his fingers around the tie, and, as before, pulled hard without any mercy—
With a soft "snap," the strap came undone, and the poor button flew off, resolutely escaping the torment of its brutal owner and disappearing without a trace.
"???"
Yu Chun, holding onto the loose tie, was dumbfounded.
He spent two whole days picking out his favorite dress from hundreds of options, and then gritted his teeth and spent a whopping 88,888.88 yuan to finally get it!
The seller made extravagant claims, such as using the same colorist as Hermès, and using Japanese maple leaves that only bloom once a year for color matching and dyeing...
And what happened? Well, before he could even get a feel for the dress, not only did he accidentally crush the little golden bell, but now even the buttons have popped off!
Does this quality live up to the two days he spent meticulously selecting it? Does it justify the more than 80,000 yuan he spent? Does it reflect the support and expectations of the motherland and the people for national brands? Does it betray the fact that he almost broke his arm?!
Yu Chun was already annoyed by the mistakes she made when dressing up, and now she was so angry that she wanted to immediately open the order form and write an 800-word denunciation.
However, Chu Xiao was still waiting outside.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, forcing himself to calm down.
The most urgent thing is to get dressed.
Yu Chun looked around irritably, and his eyes suddenly lit up when they swept over the neatly arranged colorful and exquisite clips in the transparent glass jewelry cabinet.
...
Three minutes later, Yu Chun, dressed neatly, nervously turned the door lock and pressed down the doorknob.
"Click"
Hearing the sudden noise, Chu Xiao, who was always keeping an eye on the dressing room, immediately looked up.
The door to the walk-in closet was gently pushed open a crack.
The first thing to emerge was a demure foot encased in black lace stockings, which hesitantly stepped onto the dark floor, revealing a tempting glimpse of snow-white thigh.
Chu Xiao's breath hitched.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Chun, her face flushed and her body stiff, moved out awkwardly, her hands and feet moving in unison.
At this moment, Chu Xiao's eyes clearly reflected Yu Chun's image.
That classic black and white maid outfit seemed tailor-made for him.
The skirt was an absolute pure black, like a quiet midnight, making his skin appear breathtakingly white. A white lace apron outlined his delicate figure at the chest and hem, while the design, which only reached the upper thigh, revealed his long, straight legs.
The waistline is cinched high in a sexy way, creating a slender curve, while the neckline is boldly left open, revealing a large expanse of firm chest and the sharp lines of the collarbone.
The small golden bell that had been crushed earlier now hung at the lowest point of Yu Chun's collar, close to the indentation of his sternum, and emitted a barely audible, suggestive soft sound as he trembled slightly.
The face above that looks like the Creator's most favored masterpiece.
This face is so beautiful it's hard to tell if it's male or female. The skin is as white as snow, and the features have both the sharp, youthful look and the alluring, seductive color of the blush that appears at the corners of the eyes.
Chu Xiao felt as if the wings of this "midnight swan" had swept across her heart.
She stood up, her gaze fixed on Yu Chun, and for a moment she was speechless.
Thirty seconds later, she finally found a meager but heartfelt adjective: "...It's killing me."
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