Chapter 85 The Sticky Chief! I want to see you in Lolita fashion! I want to see you take selfies!
After washing up, Xia Mian went downstairs and found that only Madam Fu was having breakfast downstairs.
"Good morning, Grandma!"
Madam Fu took a sip of the health porridge and greeted her with a smile, "Mianmian is such a good girl, knowing to have breakfast with this old woman."
"Where are the others?" Xia Mian asked, seemingly casually.
"The eldest son left a long time ago! He went to the army!" Old Madam Fu teased her with a smile, "What? Missing him?"
"Grandma..." Xia Mian's cheeks flushed, "We, we just started dating..."
"I know, I know. From now on, you'll be my granddaughter-in-law!" Old Madam Fu patted Xia Mian's hand. "We're family. Mianmian, if that brat ever does anything to wrong you, just tell me."
"Don't worry, there's no mother-in-law/daughter-in-law conflict or anything like that in our family. I like you a lot, I've liked you from the very beginning."
Xia Mian understood from Madam Fu's words that the old lady strongly supported her being with Fu Yanshen.
I felt touched and sweet inside.
Who wouldn't want a relationship supported by their elders?
"Grandma, thank you for being so open-minded."
"Mianmian, it's not that I'm open-minded, it's just that you're too good! Too outstanding!" Old Madam Fu put a red oil soup dumpling on Xia Mian's plate. "Eat up!"
Xia Mian stared at the soup dumpling in front of her, her thoughts drifting away. He's gone? He left without a word...
depressed!
She took a bite of the steamed bun, but couldn't resist checking her phone, only to be surprised to find a message on WeChat.
Mianmian, you're sleeping so soundly, I didn't have the heart to wake you.
A photo was also attached.
It turned out to be... a selfie of him with his bare chest, his arms wrapped around her. She was fast asleep, her body enveloped in his long arms, the man's muscles bulging, exuding power.
Xia Mian's face shamefully began to flush.
Could you please stop posting these suggestive photos? They make her blush and her heart race.
Before she knew it, Xia Mian had finished a steamed bun. She thought for a moment and replied, "I'm awake and having breakfast."
Then I sent him a picture of a steamed bun.
The man replied extremely quickly, practically instantly.
[Mianmian, I don't want to look at Baozi, I want to look at you.]
Can you take a picture of yourself?
Xia Mian's eyes widened: "?!"
Why is this man suddenly acting like this? Is he coaxing her into taking photos?
No! I don't want to film!
"Sweetie, can I take a picture? There's a Lolita outfit in the left-hand wardrobe in your walk-in closet. I want you to wear it for me."
The banquet went on too late for Fu Yanshen to give Xia Mian a chance to put it on.
But now... he wants to see it.
I really want to!
Xia Mian couldn't even eat breakfast. What kind of insane demands are these? Do they want her to do some kind of cosplay?
Are you kidding me?
She's not a Lolita fashion enthusiast.
My cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
Madam Fu looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Mianmian? Why is your face so red all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's so hot and humid today." Madam Fu put down her chopsticks and finished her health porridge. "I've made an appointment with a few ladies to go to the art museum. I won't be back for lunch."
"Okay, Grandma, have fun," Xia Mian replied obediently.
She finished her breakfast in a few bites and hurriedly returned to her room. As soon as she got back, the man called her on video. Xia Mian hesitated for a moment and didn't answer.
After the sound stopped, she stared blankly at the chat interface.
What?! In just a short while, he sent seven or eight messages.
Mianmian, I feel so lonely here all alone in the army.
I just want to see you, is that okay?
It's already terrible not having you by my side, but I don't even have a picture of you to ease my longing.
Some soldiers my age are already married with children.
That Lolita outfit is so pretty, it would suit you perfectly... just one picture.
Don't hide from me, Mianmian.
Why aren't you replying? Are you angry?
Xia Mian put her finger into the typing box, hesitating about how to reply, when another message from him popped up.
Why aren't you answering the phone? Are you really angry?
Before Xia Mian could reply, he started sending messages again.
They actually took the initiative to admit their mistakes!
[It's my fault, Mianmian. I was too impatient and scared you, didn't I?]
I just like you too much.
This is completely inconsistent with his usual aloof, abstinent, and taciturn image.
Xia Mian pondered, was his aloof and unapproachable demeanor just an act?
After others find out he's in a relationship, is he really this clingy with his girlfriend?
He's practically glued to me like a bean bun; I can't be without him for even a minute.
Her cheeks burned, and she didn't know how to respond to the man's overwhelming clinginess.
Just when she was at a loss, she received another voice message from him.
The man's voice, filled with a morbid obsession, sounded like a soft yearning.
"Mianmian, you have no idea how much I want to see it. Please say yes..."
"I'm going crazy thinking about it..."
Having said all that, Xia Mian felt that if she didn't agree, she would seem heartless, and she couldn't help but soften her heart.
A few minutes later, when she stood in front of the wardrobe and saw the Lolita dress, her eyes widened!
This high-waisted princess dress features lace trim on the cuffs and neckline, and a multi-layered hem. The lightweight material makes it look like a princess from a fairy tale.
She also wore an exquisite bow belt around her waist, along with a matching pearl bracelet, lace headband, white stockings, and Mary Jane heels in the same color scheme.
Xia Mian had never worn this style of clothing in her two lifetimes.
She clumsily put on the dress, and then put on all the matching accessories.
After everything was done, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
I'm so tired!
She spent a long time just pulling on the zipper on the back.
Then he fastened the belt.
She was clumsy with her hands and not a hairstylist, so she simply wrapped the lace headband around her head and secured it below the back of her head.
She finally emerged from the dressing room, her entire body feeling as if it were burning hot.
She was also afraid that a servant might suddenly come knocking on the door, or that Zhao Baoqi might come to visit her.
She was so ashamed!
She hurriedly raised her phone, took a selfie, and sent it to Fu Yanshen.
After taking the photos, she tossed her phone aside and was about to take off her clothes when Fu Yanshen sent her another message.
[Mianmian is so beautiful and cute! Like a little princess.]
[Could we shoot from a different angle?]
Xia Mian was driven crazy by him; she was so tired and hot.
Refusing without even thinking: 【Oh no! I'm so tired!】
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