"That, it's a matching dress, because it's really difficult to wear it on a daily basis... It was a dress given to me by everyone in the Knights and Mr. Diluc when I came of age. If you are curious, I will I can turn it out and show it to you." Thinking of the two skirts, one long and one short, at the bottom of the wardrobe, Wutong was inevitably a little distressed. It wasn't that she felt they were inappropriate, it was just that she hadn't found an occasion to wear them out.

Anyone who refuses such a good thing is a fool.

Kong chuckled: "Okay. Come back and show me."

And it turns out that this skirt is indeed a bit difficult to wear. It’s not that it’s ugly and difficult to wear. It’s just that it’s too bright and noble. I felt that if Wutong wore any of these two outfits one day and stood next to him and Paimon when he went out, others would think that the daughter of a rich family had married into Shan Ye.

Moreover...he himself doesn't want to let Wutong wear it out...

Sora picked up the dark red dress with scattered roses and rubies on the surface. It looks like the handiwork of Mr. Diluc. The skirt is short in front and long in back. It is short above the knee and long on the calf. It is also tied and backless.

Turning around to look at Wutong who took out a box of matching accessories and black high heels. The most obvious thing that catches the eye is the neck ring with a delicate rose in the bronzing dark pattern, and the leg rings with white pearls strung on the edge of black lace.

Wutong raised his eyebrows: "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking it would look great on you." Sora winked.

"Thank you for the compliment. When I was trying it on at Chenxi Winery, Mr. Diluc, many maids, sisters, and the butler all praised it."

"I can also praise you. You can listen to as many words as you want. How about I help you clean them up after you try them on? Or - you don't have to worry about anything, and I can help you put them on?"

"The sound of your abacus was even heard by Paimon who was resting in another room." The beads on the abacus shattered on his face. Wutong turned a deaf ear and said, "Don't think about it, wash up and go to bed. Unless you want to go to bed tonight Wear it, or give up.”

However, Kong hugged his clothes and rubbed his chin as if it was serious: "...Really?"

?

Wutong, who was lazily pulling on his slippers and raising his hand to yawn, took back his steps to the private bathroom after hearing these three words. His drowsiness disappeared in an instant: "...it seems like I should be the one to say this." Come on, really?"

"Really, so what you said is true?"

"..."

No, there must be something wrong. This guy definitely doesn't have any good ideas, and the old people always say: When things go wrong, there must be a monster!

"There's something wrong with you." Wutong's alarm bell blared.

Sora spread his hair with his backhand and placed the feather hair ornament on the bedside. He took the skirt and began to make gestures on himself to personally prove the credibility of his words, and judge the length of the skirt by the way: "How come, haven't you always wanted to see what I look like in women's clothing? Before you can fulfill my wish, I must first fulfill your wish. That’s okay too.”

However, just a second before Sora was about to change clothes on the spot, Wutong quickly rushed forward, grabbed the skirt, and backed away while holding the jewelry box placed aside.

Women's sixth sense is sometimes very accurate. Don't talk about this kind of thing, you really have to trust it.

"Next time, the divination tells me it's not appropriate today. Well, it's getting late. You go and wash up first. I'll put away my skirt and shoes. Go quickly."

"Can Ah Yu still tell fortunes?" Kong couldn't help laughing after being forcibly interrupted. I didn’t do anything weird that I had to wear. It was quite normal. It really didn’t matter. You can wear it or not wear it. Anyway, you can just wear it if you want to see me. I feel casual.

"Qingqiu's teachings are said to be very accurate. Don't worry so much, go quickly." Wutong put all the things on the chair and directly pushed the person into the bathroom.

"Okay, okay, listen to you, I'll go first. Don't rush me, don't rush me, ouch."

There was a click of the door closing.

Sora, who tripped in his hurry, straightened up and stood in front of the mirror.

The corners of his mouth still had the usual familiar arc, but the gentle color in his eyes began to fade away, and he lowered his eyes quickly before other inexplicable emotions surged up.

What a pity, why did Ah Yu suddenly become alert and not so easy to deceive? Originally, I wanted to use the excuse of agreeing to wear women's clothes to have a nice exercise before going to bed.

Kong turned on the faucet, and the sound of water drowned out most other sounds, including the sound of the sycamore trees being cleared outside the door, and his sigh.

He can wear it, it's just a skirt. Anyway, it's just for Wutong to see, so it's okay, no problem at all. At most, it's just embarrassing and awkward. But it is a rare opportunity. After all, it is not always possible for him to dig a small hole and wait for the "rabbit".

"what a pity..."

Let’s wait until next time. However, maybe next time... the plan will be more complete than today. For example, improvisation becomes premeditated and so on.

Clear water flowed through his fingers, Kong said, "What a pity, Ah Yu."

......

Wutong packed up all the jewelry, clothes, and other items, and sat on the edge of the bed, recalling the way Kong gestured to the red skirt on her body just now.

To be honest, that short skirt actually doesn't suit Sora, and Sora is more suitable for the other long skirt.

She has slightly curly golden hair, paired with an ivory white dress that is as gentle and warm as the moon reflected in the water. The smooth back exposed with every move. The arms and shoulders are either fully visible or slightly visible under the asymmetric pleated drapey gauze sleeves. She definitely won’t be able to wear shoes, and she might have to go barefoot, but barefoot is fine too. She has a pair of gold anklets, which are very beautiful. Finally, put on the crown of the laurel goddess in Greek mythology.

Ah - she can publish a picture album overnight! !

Wutong fell back on the bed, turned over and wrapped himself in a quilt like a sushi, grabbed the pillow at hand, buried it in and screamed silently.

So, what Sora saw when he came out after washing was this scene. He approached with confusion, pulled back the pillow and asked, "Ayu, are you feeling sleepy?"

With a flushed face, Wutong's eyes lit up in a physical sense, and after a few seconds: "...It's okay. Have you finished washing?"

"Hmm. But why did you suddenly make yourself... look like a caterpillar pupating?"

"Hey, can't you describe it differently? It's like bread with sausages. Besides, don't you feel very safe when wrapped in a quilt like this in winter?" Wutong let go of his hand, freed himself from the quilt, and settled down. Smooth your fried hair and walk to the bathroom.

Sora put the pillow back in its place, and the little girl chose his piece of bread: "Fortunately, I prefer sleeping with something in my arms instead of wrapping myself in a quilt."

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