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"Senior, isn't this...too much?"

Asuka Maoze came out of the fitting room with one hand and one foot, awkwardly tugging at the hem of the skirt.

The cake-like skirt, the shiny ribbons and bows are obviously soft to the touch, as soft as cotton candy, why are they piled up so heavily?She had never worn such a heavy skirt since she was a child.

Asuka Maoze wrinkled her face into a ball, raised her arms to look at the lace on the sleeves, and touched the slippery fabric on the skirt carefully, then slowly raised her head, and looked at Jian Qihai hesitantly. People, "Doesn't it look weird?"

She didn't dare to look in the mirror in the fitting room just now.

"Miss, you are so suitable for this skirt!" When Qihai Jianren was still watching her silently, the shopping guide on the side spoke first, "This skirt is almost tailor-made for you. !"

In this case, the clerks in almost every store would say that this set of Asuka Maozawa could be memorized, but the shopping guide seemed to be saying it with extra sincerity. Looking at Jianren Qihai.

Her eyes were fixed on Jianren Qihai's face, and her eyes seemed to reveal a wordless question.

Jianren Qihai looked at Asuka Maozawa silently.

Asuka Maoze's long curly golden hair makes her face as big as a palm, her cat-like eyes are like round glass beads, her dress makes her look like a doll, her thick golden eyelashes are like two small brushes, no Stop vibrating.

Mao ZeAsuka tugged on her skirt, looking at him anxiously.

"...Try this one again."

Jianren Qihai took a long time to look away, took a dress from the hanger next to him, and handed it to Asuka Maoze.

Asuka Maoze took over the heavy dress. With the weight alone, one can imagine how many layers of cotton-candy-like soft white gauze are inside the skirt, and how many lace ribbons are decorated on the skirt.

Although I said that Senior Qihai can choose according to his own taste and dress her up to his heart's content.

But I didn't expect that the type that Senior Qihai likes is actually this one?After being with him for so long, she didn't realize it at all...

Asuka Maoze looked at the skirt in her hand, sighed in her heart, and walked slowly to the dressing room. In the dressing room, she spent a long time trying to zip up the zipper on her back with her backhand.

Wearing such a skirt is really laborious. European women in the Middle Ages wore such clothes every day, wouldn’t they feel very tired? Asuka Maozawa put his hand on the doorknob, and was about to open the door and go out, but suddenly hesitated .

Shall I take a look in the mirror?

She hadn't looked at it just now, and she didn't know what she looked like in such clothes. Asuka Maoze's fingers rested on the doorknob, she shrank her fingers slightly, feeling a battle between heaven and man, and slowly rubbed the wooden doorknob.

Two seconds later, she made up her mind, took a deep breath, and walked back to the full-length mirror.

The bright lights above the head are reflected in the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, which is also one of the characteristics of the clothing store. The light is radiant and extraordinarily gorgeous. Asuka Maoze looked at himself in the mirror and tilted his head.

Putting on this kind of clothes is like changing a different person, even the temperament has changed a lot. The self in the mirror is very strange, and it is very different from the suit that I am used to seeing.

She was not used to looking at herself in the mirror.

How to put it... looks like a big pink strawberry.

Asuka Maoze pinched the fingertips of her left hand with her right hand, pulled off the glove, and carefully touched the slippery silk skirt. The wide light pink skirt was inlaid with circles of lace.

Not just like strawberries...but like strawberries covered in white cream.

Asuka Maoze tugged at the lining on the sleeves, it was still the kind that was sprinkled with icing sugar.

... Isn't this too sweet?

Asuka Maoze stood behind the door of the dressing room and walked back and forth. Her leather shoes kept pattering on the shiny marble floor tiles. She lingered for a long time, but she still didn't have the courage to go out.

Half a day later, the door of the locker room opened a small crack, and Asuka Maoze stuck a small head out of the crack, looking at Jianren Qihai.

Jianren Qihai heard the sound of opening the door, and also looked towards this side, just in time to meet Mao ZeAsuka's sight.

Asuka Maoze looked furtively from left to right, and seeing no one noticed, he kept waving.

She tried her best to attract Jianren Qihai's attention, and after seeing him silently looking at her, she made mouth movements.

"Quick, come, come, one."

When Asuka Maoze repeated several times, slowed down her mouth shape, and was about to jump up anxiously, Jian Qihai raised her feet and walked towards her.

When Jianren Qihai walked to the door, Asuka Maozawa quickly looked around, opened the door a small crack, and quickly dragged Jianren Qihai into the dressing room.

"Senior, you are too slow, or you really don't understand what I'm talking about!"

As soon as Jianren Qihai walked in, Asuka Maozawa quickly closed the door, complaining naturally with a puffy face. "I've been calling you for a long time, and you just came here!"

"...It's not appropriate for me to come in the dressing room." Jianren Qihai lowered his eyes. After all, this is the dressing room of a women's dress shop. No matter how you look at it, it is not appropriate for me to come in.

But he still came over, after Mao ZeAsuka kept jumping up and calling him.He shouldn't have entered, whether anyone saw it or not.

Jianren Qihai stood by the door and rubbed the top of Mao ZeAsuka's head, "What's the matter, calling me so anxiously?"

Because of the anxious expression on Mao ZeAsuka's face, he even walked into the locker room that he would never set foot in.

Jianren Qihai sighed helplessly in his heart, hoping that Asuka Maoze really had something to tell him this time.

But even if she had nothing to do, he couldn't reprimand her.

"I..." Asuka Maoze just opened her mouth, but suddenly paused, she looked into Jianren Qihai's right hand.

Familiar packaging bag, familiar logo, they have only seen such a packaging bag not long ago, right at the door of this store.

"Senior, did you buy that skirt just now?" Asuka Maoze slowly opened his cat's pupils, stiffened for a few seconds, and raised his head to look at Jianren Nanami in disbelief.

"……Um."

Jianren Qihai replied in a low voice, Asuka Maozawa stared at him vigorously, but his expressionless face, as always, showed no emotion.

Asuka Maoze's face gradually wrinkled.

She picked up the corner of her skirt, and looked at the expression on Jianren Qihai's face probing, "Senior, don't you want to buy this one too...?"

Jianren Qihai crossed his arms and fell silent, but Asuka Maozawa read a wordless affirmation from the silence.

Did Senior Qihai like this so much?

The expression on Mao ZeAsuka's face was as if he had just eaten a large plate of okra and fried bitter gourd, and his face fell down.

"Senior, although the dress is pretty..." Mao ZeAsuka frowned, "but I really dare not wear it out..."

She didn't have the courage to wear gorgeous dresses full of lace and ribbons to go to the streets, let alone daily work, or meeting suspects and holding court sessions. Thinking about how the bearded judge who was old enough to be her grandfather looked at her in shock, She started to get embarrassed in advance.

"Is that what you were trying to tell me just now?"

Jianren Qihai's hand landed on the doorknob, his body still turned slightly, facing Asuka Maoze.

Jianren Qihai seemed very uncomfortable staying in this space, and Asuka Maoze realized this belatedly.

She scratched her shaggy blond hair and said curtly, "…uh, uh, that's about it."

Jianren Qihai stopped when he was about to turn the doorknob, and said in a low voice, "I'm not going to let you go out."

"Huh?" Mao ZeAsuka tilted her head in confusion.

"Don't you understand? I never thought about letting others see you in a dress, don't worry about it."

Jianren Qihai turned around and looked at Asuka Maozawa quietly, "Do you understand now? I won't let you wear this skirt to the street, you can rest assured."

Asuka Maoze slowly opened his eyes wide.

A blush gradually appeared on her snow-white face, and after a while it turned redder than the pink skirt, and she stared blankly at Jianren Qihai.

"Is this what you want to talk about?" Jianren Qihai confirmed to her.

Maoze Asuka was startled for a moment before reacting suddenly, and quickly looked away, his gaze flickered in mid-air, and he hummed softly.

Jianren Qihai's eyes lingered on her blushing cheeks, and turned her head away.

He turned the doorknob, "I'll wait for you outside." He hurriedly left the dressing room.

Mao ZeAsuka looked at the wooden door of the dressing room that he took to the door. There was a sign of "Changing" hanging on the door. She was in a daze, and then slowly walked towards her clothes.

When she walked past the mirror, she involuntarily glanced at the mirror and patted her face vigorously.

The temperature under his hands was hot, like a burning red glow, the blood was concentrated under the thin skin, the scorching temperature startled Mao ZeAsuka himself.

She looked in the mirror, stretched out her hand, and gently tapped her flushed cheeks with her fingertips.

The temperature of the mirror is freezing cold.

Asuka Maoze stared blankly at the mirror, the crystal chandelier above his head was shining brightly, reflected in the mirror, reflecting a dazzling white brilliance.

She stared at her own eyes in the mirror, and slowly wrote on the mirror with her fingers, "Qihai..."

Before she finished writing, she seemed to suddenly realize how naive her behavior was. She wiped the mirror with her palm indiscriminately, as if to cover up, and quickly wrote a big big, "Idiot!"

There were almost no traces of the words written by fingers on the glass, leaving only a few fuzzy finger marks. Mao ZeAsuka was stunned for a long time, and tapped his forehead in the mirror with his fingers.

"Stupid fool," she murmured, "please, be smart—"

The author has something to say: Later, Asuka Maoze found a good thing in a dress shop

Mao Mao: Senior!look at this!

(upskirt hem)

clang clang clang!suspenders! !Use the elastic to hold the stocking in place so it won't slip off or get damaged! (pride)

Nana Ming: (Shocked to open his eyes two or three times)