Chapter 30 Is my brother dressing me up like a Barbie doll?
Just as Fu Yunlu had said, he'd cleared out an entire mall. Fu Yunlu first took Liang Guanyue to a suit shop. Two pattern makers were assigned to take Liang Guanyue's measurements. He asked Liang Guanyue what style and fabric he wanted. Liang Guanyue, arms outstretched like a puppet, looked at Fu Yunlu. "...I don't have any suitable occasions for a suit, Mr. Fu."
"It'll be useful in the future." Fu Yunlu held a cigarette between her lips. Because Liang Guanyue was there, she didn't light it. She said to the pattern maker, "Give him a few thin linings with peaked lapels to try. Use the fabric from the manufacturer I usually use."
Liang Guanyue muttered, "What a waste."
"How is it a waste?" Fu Yunlu smiled. "Aren't you planning to start a business in the future? Are you planning to dress like a student when you go to meet clients?"
"It won't be too late to buy it then." Liang Guanyue took the cigarette from his mouth and shook it. "Smoking again."
Fu Yunlu said: "It's unfair. I'm not even angry."
"How much does it cost to customize one?" Liang Guanyue asked. "If it's too expensive, I won't buy it."
Fu Yunlu leaned over and kissed him, teasing, "Do you really want to know?"
"..." Liang Guanyue curled her lips, "Forget it, I don't want to know."
"Baby, don't argue with me about money. Buying you a hundred pieces every day for a month is just a small expense for me." Fu Yunlu held his hand. "I'll customize two pieces for you today. When you're sure your delayed growth spurt is over next year, we can come back and re-measure."
Liang Guanyue frowned, feeling somewhat annoyed. "Come again next year?" He didn't understand why these nobles preferred to just stand there and be measured with a crude ruler when they could just go into the measuring chamber and have the machines check their body parameters. "Forget it, brother. Two pieces are more than enough."
Fu Yunlu smiled and said, "Given your delayed growth, you'll likely grow taller next year. Then your clothes won't fit you as well as they do now, and they won't look good."
It was pointless to argue. Liang Guanyue was too lazy to argue with the other party about this matter. After all, it was hard to say whether he and Fu Yunlu would still be together next year.
A beta pattern maker brought out several suits, and Liang Guanyue tried them on one by one. Fu Yunlu thought they were all very good, and was about to regret only ordering two for him. Then another omega pattern maker had Liang Guanyue try on a loose, uncut, light pink suit that even matched the white sneakers he was wearing before going out. Fu Yunlu suddenly stood up from the sofa.
The pattern maker changed Liang Guanyue's inner clothes into a low-necked white shirt. He looked at himself in the full-length mirror and felt that this lifeless-looking suit shop would not have such a style - it made him look like he was walking on some fashion catwalk.
"This one—" Fu Yunlu stood behind Liang Guanyue without her knowing when, stroking her back with her palm, "You look very beautiful in it."
Liang Guanyue said, "I thought you were going to order a formal suit."
Fu Yunlu smiled. "It's not some sexy outfit, so why shouldn't it be serious?" He said to the omega next to him, "This one is great, I'll take it straight away. As for the remaining two, one for formal occasions and one for casual. Send them to me when you're done."
Another beta pattern maker packed Liang Guanyue's clothes in a bag and handed it to Fu Yunlu with both hands, "Fourth Prince, these are the clothes that gentleman changed into."
Liang Guanyue took it, wondering why he had packed his clothes out before he even changed out of his suit. Fu Yunlu took it, took Liang Guanyue's hand and walked a few steps outside. Suddenly, he walked back and said to the Omega pattern maker, "Give me the terminal code."
The omega was startled and his face turned red instantly. He hurriedly showed the terminal code. Fu Yunlu seemed to be in a good mood and his smile never fell. Two seconds later, the other party's terminal received a transfer message prompt. Liang Guanyue glanced at it and saw several zeros at the end.
"I really like the clothes you chose." After he said this, he left the store with Liang Guanyue, feeling satisfied.
“…I haven’t changed my clothes yet.”
"Why do you want to change?" Fu Yunlu couldn't help but kiss him again, "This dress suits you so well."
Liang Guanyue endured it and said, "I don't like it."
Fu Yunlu was stunned for a moment, as if he knew his mistake and corrected it immediately. He apologized: "Sorry, I forgot how you felt." He was puzzled, "Why don't you like it?"
"That's too exaggerated." Like some celebrity.
"No one can see it except me." Fu Yunlu said with a smile, "Otherwise I wouldn't want you to dress like this and attract bees and butterflies."
Liang Guanyue was unhappy. He frowned at Fu Yunlu. Fu Yunlu apologized but didn't let Liang Guanyue change back into his clothes. This unhappiness lasted until they entered a leather shoe store. Fu Yunlu introduced Liang Guanyue to the store, saying that it was founded by descendants of ancient Earth, and the craftsmanship has been passed down, making it very popular among the nobles.
Liang Guanyue sat on the leather sofa in the store, listening expressionlessly. Fu Yunlu couldn't play dumb any longer. He took the pair of off-white Derby shoes handed to him by the manager, asked the other party to leave first, picked up the shoes with two fingers, sat down next to Liang Guanyue, and coaxed her in a gentle voice: "What's wrong, Guanyue? Are you so angry?"
Liang Guanyue gave him a look, then turned away with genuine disdain.
Seeing this, Fu Yunlu couldn't help but laugh softly: "...like a cat."
"Hey, Fu Yunlu, I heard you."
He teased, "When you're in a good mood, you're always clingy, calling me brother, but when things get a little rough, you start calling me Fu Yunlu."
Liang Guanyue said, "Didn't you ask me to call you by my full name at the beginning?"
"Who told you to be unhappy every time I call you by your full name?"
"I'm not happy, is that my fault?"
Fu Yunlu surrendered: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Don't be angry, okay?"
Liang Guanyue sneered: "I don't even have the right to wear my own clothes, and now I'm not allowed to be angry?"
"What should I do?" Fu Yunlu was used to Liang Guanyue's occasional temper. "What can I do to make amends for you?"
Liang Guanyue saw the leather shoes in his hand, glanced at Fu Yunlu, raised an eyebrow, and suddenly smiled: "I want to try the shoes in your hand."
Fu Yunlu was about to hand it to him when Liang Guanyue said, "Brother, I don't know how to wear leather shoes."
Fu Yunlu was stunned. Liang Guanyue shook her feet and said, "Is it not possible?"
"..." The silence lasted only three seconds. Fu Yunlu knelt down on one knee helplessly, holding the man's ankle with one hand and taking off his sneakers with the other. After successfully putting one on, she looked up at him and said, "Are you still angry?"
Liang Guanyue only said: "Right foot, brother."
Fu Yunlu resigned herself to putting both shoes on Liang Guanyue. Just as she was about to stand up, Liang Guanyue raised the toes of her shoes and lifted Fu Yunlu's chin.
When Fu Yunlu felt the tip of the shoe against his chin, he could hardly believe what had just happened. His eyes were stern, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Liang Guanyue——"
Seeing Fu Yunlu's expression, Liang Guanyue knew that he was probably really angry. Liang Guanyue put down his foot and instead clamped the other's jaw with his hand, forcing him to keep looking up at him.
Liang Guanyue leaned over, smiling and imitating Fu Yunlu's coaxing manner, and said, "Don't be angry, baby." He kissed Fu Yunlu's lips, and found that the other party did not seem to want to kiss him deeply, so he said softly and coquettishly, "Brother, don't hate me."
Fu Yunlu frowned and looked at him for a long time. She was defeated by Liang Guanyue's pitiful eyes. She closed her eyes to avoid being annoyed, but her mouth was slightly opened obediently.
Liang Guanyue kissed him for a while before moving on to kiss his Adam's apple, the thin piece of flesh between her teeth. Fu Yunlu made a sound of "uh," raised her neck, and grabbed the small lock of hair at the back of Liang Guanyue's head. She wondered why the boy's short hair was growing so slowly, and said in an irritated voice, "...I really should have done you a favor so you'd behave yourself."
[No description of the sq, just biting the Adam's apple.]
Liang Guanyue thought he was just farting, snorted and laughed, and didn't bother to refute him.
Fu Yunlu let out a long breath and said, "What are you laughing at? Huh?"
Liang Guanyue stopped and whispered in Fu Yunlu's ear, "Brother, are you dressing me up like a Barbie doll?"
Fu Yunlu narrowed her eyes and said nothing when her little thoughts were exposed.
"Next time, when Brother is in his most susceptible period, I'll accept whatever he wants to dress me up as, okay?" He pecked Fu Yunlu's earlobe, "Then I'll enter your home just like that." He chuckled softly, "Okay?"
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Author's note: Regarding the ending gong-shou relationship, my stories tend to be emotionally unequal in the early to mid-stories (not necessarily in every story where the shou is stronger than the gong). By the end, the gong usually feels that the shou is as important or more important to them, but there may be other things that are more important to them, such as family, country, and responsibility. However, not every story has this "more important" setting; for example, "The Spoils of War" and "The Madhouse" don't have this setting.
But in the bottom's heart, the top is always the first and no one can replace or surpass him.
I don’t know if it can be considered as arrow equality, because for the top, the bottom will never be his compromise, but only his soulmate. . .
In the final analysis, the receiver is a character I created, and one of the protagonists I consider. I hope that after experiencing all the mess, Jia 1 and Jia 0 can get good love.
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