milk addicts

The dressing room was getting more and more crowded, and the dance was about to start, but there was no response, and the girl outside couldn't help urging angrily, "The ones inside, please hurry up."

Song Nai was almost trembling, knowing that he couldn't hide, he would definitely be regarded as a pervert if he went out with this boy's appearance, so he could only strip himself naked in a hurry, and put on a skirt indiscriminately, not sure if he was wearing it wrong.

The cool silk surface was attached to the skin, causing a layer of goose bumps. Fortunately, there was no mirror in the cubicle, otherwise Song Nai would not be able to recognize himself at this moment, let alone muster the courage to go out.

There are small bags in different categories in the big bag, and when you open it, there are bits and pieces of decorations, such as necklaces, bracelets, lambswool shawls and a tobacco-brown wig.

Hearing the increasingly loud noises outside, Song Nai gritted his teeth and changed into clothes together. Before he had time to arrange his clothes, he opened the door, lowered his head and rushed out, carrying a bag full of changed clothes and rampaging through the crowd.

The bright corridors are full of well-dressed men and women, and the strong hormones cannot be blown away by the rustling autumn wind.The young people were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic. Song Nai didn't want to participate in this event at all, and ran straight to the exit, only to crash into the arms of someone who had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Rabbit, you are so slow."

Song Nai raised his head, and An Yang put on a snow-white tuxedo. His hair, which was always loose and hanging down, was shaped in an unusual way, and a moonstone earring that matched his long dress was hanging on his earlobe.

Like a prince in a fairy tale, he put his white-gloved hand on his chest and saluted him politely.

"An Yang, you're going too far!" Song Nai became angry when he saw him, and tricked him into the women's dressing room, so that he had to wear women's clothing, which was simply too bad.

He said angrily that he wanted to go around him, but when he passed by, his arm was caught.

An Yang laughed, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'm sorry, my princess, please forgive my little concealment."

Many people around looked over, especially the girls, who were eagerly looking forward to who An Yang's girlfriend would be.

"An Yang, let me go." Song Nai lowered his face so that his long hair could cover his dodging face.

"The wig is crooked." An Yang ignored his request, straightened his wig, and snatched the bag from his hand, "I'll take you to make up."

"No, no, no, I'm going home." Song Nai resisted in every possible way, but he couldn't match his strange strength, and was dragged back by An Yang with a smile.

"An Yang—"

All the gazes shot over like searchlights along the way, Song Nai awkwardly raised the long hanging shawl, the snow-white plush covered most of his face.

"Hey, senior sister Xiaomi, can you do me a favor and put on some makeup for her." An Yang caught a senior sister who was watching from the sidelines, and blinked at her, "I'll buy you a cup of milk tea later, okay?" ?”

"Okay!" The senior sister agreed very readily, and looked up and down at the uncomfortable person, "This...what do you call my little sister?"

"Just call her Xiaonai."

"Come with me, Xiaonai."

"Go, I'll wait for you here."

Song Nai was stared at by so many pairs of eyes, and couldn't run away at all, so he had to follow stiffly and enter the crowded dressing room.

In the dressing room, the scents of various perfumes and cosmetics were mixed. Song Nai wrinkled his nose and sneezed. When he turned his head and saw himself in the mirror, he was stunned.

As long as you don't open your mouth to speak, it is difficult to recognize that the person in the mirror is a boy.

"She" had light brown long hair reaching her waist, and was wearing a moon white sleeveless dress, revealing two slender arms and a thin shoulder and neck line.

Two slender velvet bow laces hang down from the shoulders, which are playful and smart, and the shiny skirt corners can cover the ankles, standing still like a dignified and beautiful young lady.It's a pity that half of the breasts that should have been exposed were wrapped flat by the ugly flesh-colored breasts, which was very unpleasant.

"Xiao Nai, aren't you from our school?" The senior pushed Song Nai on the seat, took out her makeup bag and asked casually.

Looking at her slender arms and legs, you can tell that she is not engaged in sports.

"Hmm..." Song Nai tentatively held his throat and answered, not daring to make a sound.

The chin was pinched, and lotion and foundation were poured on the face one after another. Song Nai raised his nose uncomfortably and screamed. The senior couldn't help but was surprised, "Have you never put on makeup?"

"No……"

"..." The senior sister boasted in shock, "But your skin is pretty good."

"Thank you."

Receiving gossiping gazes from all directions in the mirror, the senior sister carefully put false eyelashes on Song Nai's eyelids, and asked, "Xiao Nai, how did you and An Yang know each other?"

"Uh," Song Nai opened his eyes, his vision was suddenly blocked by a black mass above him, he blinked uncomfortably, staring at himself in the mirror who was getting stranger, "it's my brother..."

"younger brother……?"

The girls on the side answered, and they all seemed to know An Yang, "Oh, I see! Is your brother the owner of that barbecue restaurant?"

"..." I am the owner of that barbecue restaurant, Song Nai burst into tears in his heart.

Various brushes were used to sweep the face, and finally, the voice of senior sister's satisfaction sounded.

"It's done, hahaha, Xiao Nai, you are so cute."

Song Nai timidly raised his head to look at the glasses, his face became white, his arms and neck were also white, and there was a fragrance, I don't know what it was sprayed on.

"Take this off?"

The senior sister pointed to the unsightly flesh-colored breast wrap.

"No no no."

Song Nai waved his hands again and again, and limped out of the dressing room.

An Yang, who was waiting at the door, caught the light blue shadow rushing over and raised his chin, "It's melted? Let me see."

After seeing Song Nai's appearance clearly, an astonishing light flashed in his eyes.

Song Nai is like a frightened lady rabbit who has run away, with trembling eyelashes and powdery nose, the facial contouring has softened the not obvious facial contours, making him temporarily a delicate girl.

This moon white dress is perfect for him. Song Nai's height is considered short among boys, but he stands out from the crowd among girls, and his frame can support this flamboyant sleeveless dress.

"it's beautiful."

An Yang's eyes were as soft as water, and he brushed away the broken hair that fell down his cheeks, and put on a crescent hair clip inlaid with moonstones, "Let's go, it's time for us to enter."

After dawdling for a while, many people have already entered the arena. The melodious music is deafening. As soon as they stepped into the hall, they became the focus of the audience. Men and women wearing masks of different shapes looked over and spontaneously cheered for the belated They get out of the way.

"Look, An Yang is here!"

"So handsome, so handsome, I can do it!"

"Who is that woman he is holding? His girlfriend?"

"No, look at her walking posture, she seems to be crippled..."