Overspill

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Ci walked into the house with that cheongsam in his hand, always feeling a little uncomfortable. Although the cheongsam was well wrapped and put in his hand bag, he always felt like he was carrying a bomb in his hand.

He greeted the housekeeper and went up to the second floor. As soon as he went up, he saw Qiao Hexing sitting by the window in the small living room, with a computer in front of him and glasses on his face.He changed into a set of more homely white clothes, and he didn't look so unapproachable as usual, but rather gentle.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Hexing turned his head and saw that it was Yu Ci.

"You're back, have you had dinner yet?" he asked.

Yu Ci subconsciously hid the bag behind her back, "Not yet, I'll cook some noodles myself."

Today, because he knew that he would be late, he specially sent a message to tell the housekeeper that he didn't need to prepare his dinner.

Qiao Hexing took off his glasses and put them on the table, and walked towards him, "Can you cook? Do you want me to help you?"

"No, I will," Yu Ci hurriedly refused, "I'll come back as soon as I put something in my room."

Yu Ci hurried back to the room and threw the bag containing the cheongsam on the table.

While Yu Ci was cooking the noodles, Qiao Hexing stopped busy with his own affairs, stood in the kitchen chatting with him, and helped Yu Ci chop a vegetable.

The mid-term exam is coming soon, and Yu Ci looked at the face in the pot while frowning, "Which teacher do you think our communication studies are this year?"

"Which one?"

"The big devil Li Ping, the one with a 50% failure rate," Yu Ci trembled when he thought about it, "I heard from my senior last year that he never focused on the key points, and he was very strict in grading papers."

Qiao Hexing laughed sullenly, put the cut vegetables on a plate and handed them to Yu Ci, "Are you afraid you won't pass the test?"

"I'm afraid, I haven't failed the exam yet," Yu Ci muttered, his noodles were cooked soon, not as delicious and exquisite as Qiao Hexing's, but it was still passable, he glanced at Qiao Hexing , asked, "Senior, do you want to eat more?"

He just asked politely.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Hexing really said, "Okay." He also took a small bowl for himself.

Qiao Hexing took some noodles from Yu Ci, but he didn't eat it right away, but sent a few messages to someone on his mobile phone.

Yu Ci was really hungry, and quickly finished half a bowl.

"That teacher of yours is called Li Ping, and the screen is the screen of the barrier, isn't it?" Qiao Hexing asked.

"Yes."

Qiao Hexing pushed the phone to him and asked him to look at the page, "I have a friend who is from the journalism department like you. In his class last year, although the teacher didn't draw the key points, the exam range is not too different every year. I asked He found the notes from last year and sent them to me."

Yu Ci checked on his phone, indeed, the person chatting with Qiao Hexing asked him to wait a while, and he went to the computer to look up the key points of last year, "I will send it to you tomorrow."

Qiao Hexing took the phone back again, "He will give it to me tomorrow, then you can take it and print it."

Yu Ci suddenly felt that Qiao Hexing was carrying a layer of holy light, the kind that can save all living beings.

"Thank you senior." Yu Ci thanked obediently.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Hexing looked at him and asked, "Then how are you going to thank me?"

"Ok?"

"Don't you want to thank me for taking my things?" Qiao Hexing asked solemnly.

Yu Ci looked confused, and really thought about it seriously, "Then what do you want, senior..."

Qiao Hexing was amused by the seriousness on his face, and shook his head, "Why are you so easy to deceive, nothing else is needed, don't you have a performance, don't you, give me a ticket."

Yu Ci's expression suddenly became more tangled, "Senior, why don't you change it?"

He really didn't have the courage to let Qiao Hexing see him in women's clothing, a cheongsam.

"Our drama club is out of tickets," Yu Ci faltered and made up nonsense, "Can you make a different request?"

Qiao Hexing looked at Yu Ci twice, and Yu Ci really couldn't tell a lie, with a guilty conscience written all over his face.

"Forget it, I am teasing you." Qiao Hexing said.

But what he didn't say was that as long as he wanted, the drama club had as many tickets as he wanted.

Hearing what Qiao Hexing said, Yu Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating, Yu Ci went back to his room. Today there was a public beta test for a new mobile game. After he sorted out the notes to be made today, he lay there and looked at the beautiful young lady on his phone.

But looking at it, he found that there is a character in this game who is wearing a cheongsam, a short crimson cheongsam, holding a fan as a weapon in his hand, and his hair is tied into a bun at the back of his head, which is both charming and charming. It is provocative, and the corners of the cheongsam will flutter during the fight, revealing the snow-white skin underneath.

Yu Ci silently set his eyes on the bag he threw on the table.

It contained his costume.

A black cheongsam, soft and close-fitting, was made exactly to his size.

It also comes with a pair of shoes in his size.

He groaned a little, and buried his face in the cup quilt, regretting again in his heart why he agreed in a moment of soft-heartedness.Wearing women's clothing in full view of the public is really not something ordinary warriors can bear.

At least Yu Ci can't do it.

In fact, he also knew that there were quite a few seniors in the drama club who had reversed the role of a female character. In the first two sessions, a senior had reversed the role of a princess and performed in gorgeous and heavy princess costumes. The response was extremely enthusiastic in the end.

But Yu Ci raised his head and glanced at the charming female character wearing a cheongsam on the phone, thinking, I really can't do it.

But he has already agreed...

Remembering that senior is already in her senior year, this is the last performance she participated in, and she grabbed him and begged him over and over again.

And it was he who took it lightly, knowing that he only had a few lines, so he didn't read the script carefully.

Yu Ci was bored on the bed for 10 minutes, and finally slowly climbed off the bed and picked up the bag.

The black cheongsam was poured out and fell into Yu Ci's hands.

Silky silky fabric with a dark pattern on it, looming.

Yu Ci looked at this cheongsam for a long time, in the spirit of short-term pain rather than long-term pain, he finally stretched out his hand and started to unbutton his shirt.

Ten minutes later, Yu Ci stood barefoot in front of the full-length mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.

This black cheongsam was custom-made after measuring his size. The senior sister told him that if there is something that doesn't fit, he must tell him and he can change it.

But he glanced sideways at himself in the mirror, and had to admit that the cheongsam was extremely close-fitting, almost tailor-made to fit his body, without an inch of extra fabric on the waistline or hips.

The only problem is...

Putting on this dress was like being kidnapped. He didn't dare to move and felt uncomfortable.

The cheongsam tightly wrapped his waist and hips. His body did not have the undulating curves of a girl, but his waist was indeed thin, his hips were slightly raised, and there was a dark peony pattern on the side of his waist.

Yu Ci thought for a while, adapting always needs a process, so don't embarrass yourself for now, just take it off.

He reached out to undo the buttons on the clothes, but he didn't have the ability to unbutton the clothes with one hand that the girls have practiced. The buttons of this cheongsam were a bit too tight. When he unbuttoned the third one, the buttons seemed to be entangled. , I can't figure it out.

Yu Ci was concentrating on fighting the cheongsam, ignoring the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the door of his room that he was suddenly startled.

Qiao Hexing asked outside the door, "Yu Ci, can I come in? Just now my friend found the information, so I'll just print it out for you."

Yu Ci's face almost turned pale with fright, he was about to tell him not to come in, but he realized it was too late.

It wasn't that Qiao Hexing pushed the door open and walked in.

Instead, he was horrified to find that the door was not completely closed just now, and there was still a gap between the door lock and the door frame.

Qiao Hexing knocked a little harder, and the door was ajar.

Then, Qiao Hexing thought he had acquiesced, and pushed all the doors open.

Yu Ci and Qiao Hexing, who were wearing cheongsams, looked at each other in blank dismay.

Qiao Hexing didn't expect that he just came to deliver some materials, but saw this scene.

The light in Yu Ci's room was very dim, the curtains were drawn, and only a few warm yellow floor lamps were on, but this did not prevent him from seeing clearly. The black cheongsam on Yu Ci's body was very close to outline every detail of his body. One-inch line, thin and flexible waist, shoulders are narrower than ordinary boys, a little thinner, in the bifurcation of the hem of the cheongsam, you can see the exposed thigh skin, white and tender.

Looking down, it is the slender and straight calf, stretched straight because of tension.

Yu Ci was standing barefoot on the floor, his hands were still on the side buttons, and two of them had been undone, revealing half of his rounded shoulders and flat chest.

Behind Yu Ci was a ground lamp, and the warm yellow light shone on his black cheongsam, turning it into a piece of flowing gold.

But Yu Ci's expression was astonished, his lips were slightly parted, and he stood in the hazy light. Even though he was wearing a cheongsam, he did not have the charm of a woman. Instead, he was thin and ivory-white, with short hair and red lips like roses, making him My heart trembled.

Qiao Hexing blinked his eyes behind the lenses, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he was still holding the printed materials for Yu Ci in his hand.

Only the trembling eyelashes and pursed lips slightly revealed the hidden movement in his heart.

But Yu Ci didn't notice at all.

He simply froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

"Senior, I can explain..." He tried to save him, but he still silently covered his face with his hands.

Qiao Hexing raised his eyebrows, "Well, you explain, I'm listening, but wait a minute."

Yu Ci was about to ask why he was waiting.

But he saw Qiao Hexing took out his mobile phone, clicked, and took a photo of Yu Ci.

"Senior!" Yu Ci was dumbfounded.

Qiao Hexing put the phone away slowly, "The opportunity is so rare, I can't hold back."

Yu Ci wished she could faint on the spot.

Yu Ci sat on the bed discouraged, "Senior, can you go out for a while, I will explain to you after I change my clothes."

However, Qiao Hexing walked up to him. He looked at Yu Ci's clothes, and thought about Yu Ci's excuse that there were no tickets for the talk show, and he quickly guessed the reason.

"Is this your costume for this drama?" Qiao Hexing asked.

Yu Ci glanced at Qiao Hexing in surprise, "How do you know?"

"It's easy to guess, otherwise why didn't you let me go to the show," Qiao Hexing said while noticing Yu Ci's messy third button, which was pulled out of shape, "Did you just can't untie the button?" ?”

Yu Ci lowered his head, Qiao Hexing figured it out anyway, he was a little shattered, "Well, just about to change it, you came..."

As he was talking, he found that Qiao Hexing's fingers were on the buttons around his waist.

Qiao Hexing's hands are very white, resting on his black cheongsam, with well-defined bones, thin and long, which are suitable for playing musical instruments.

Yu Ci was stunned.

And Qiao Hexing had already helped him untie the third button.

Yu Ci's cheongsam was opened halfway again.

His thin waistline was exposed, and his porcelain-white skin was covered with a layer of golden light by the dim lights in the room.