Chapter 142: Shui Miao Miao: Did I Really Not Misunderstand Senior Sister?
“Did I really not misunderstand Senior Sister?”
Shui Miao Miao looked stunned, her gaze drifting downward to her outfit. It was a pale blue qipao, decorated with faint blue floral patterns. The slit on either side was slightly higher than usual, revealing thighs she had wrapped in white thigh-high stockings.
By appearance alone, there was nothing wrong with it—actually, it was quite pretty. But…
Shui Miao Miao remembered very clearly that she’d seen this exact outfit in an old, confiscated Spring and Autumn record.
And now she felt all kinds of panicked, utterly confused as to why her Senior Sister would have such an outfit.
Her imagination started to run wild – what was she about to walk into?
“Junior Sister Shui, are you done changing?”
Suddenly, Yu Yao’s voice came from outside, causing Shui Miao Miao to jolt like she’d been caught in the act. She quickly looked around, but there was nowhere to hide.
“I came in!”
Before she could react, Yu Yao pushed open the door, sizing up Shui Miao Miao’s face, which was already flushed, eyes darting everywhere. After a moment, she nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad at all!”
“Senior… Senior Sister, do I really have to wear this?” Shui Miao Miao hesitantly asked.
“Don’t like it?”
Faced with Yu Yao’s ‘accusation,’ Shui Miao Miao shook her head hurriedly. “No, it’s just—just not used to dressing like this…”
Then she timidly looked at Yu Yao again, whispering, “And, isn’t this outfit from Spring and Autumn? Isn’t that… a bit old-fashioned?”
“Huh? You saw Spring and Autumn too? Has it already spread to Eastern Continent?” Yu Yao’s lips twitched awkwardly, her face a little embarrassed. She’d thought that someone like Shui Miao Miao, coming from Eastern Continent, wouldn’t have seen that book.
“No, I… I didn’t. I just happened to see my maid reading it, and I accidentally saw a few pages.” Shui Miao Miao’s cheeks were starting to turn red, her tone stammering.
“Forget it, forget it.” Yu Yao sighed with a regretful look. “Take it off. I’ll get you a normal outfit.”
“Mm…”
Shui Miao Miao let out a small breath of relief—made it out unscathed!
If Senior Sister found out her esteemed Eastern Continent princess was secretly reading such books, her reputation would be permanently ruined.
A few minutes later…
Considering the meat roast was a bit dull, Bai Feng successfully managed to whip up a hotpot. He looked over at Shui Miao Miao, now dressed in a simple pale blue dress. It was unadorned—no fancy decorations—more like a lively neighborhood girl than a princess.
She strolled over to Bai Feng’s side, her face finally returning to the usual confidence and poise. “Senior Brother, aren’t you going to change? I heard Senior Sister say we should take some photos to remember this moment.”
“Almost all my clothes are the same. Whether I change or not, it’s all good.” Bai Feng shook his head, continuing to control the flame to boil the hotpot broth.
“Hmm, you look already pretty handsome just as you are,” Shui Miao Miao complimented with a smile. To keep the atmosphere lively, she shifted topics. “By the way, what about Senior Sister? Did she change too?”
“Helping in the kitchen, chopping meat,” Bai Feng replied simply. “She should be out soon.”
“Then I’ll go help in the kitchen too!”
Shui Miao Miao waved her hands hurriedly. If a genius like Bai Yu Mo was working, how could she slack off?
Plus, she could use this chance to ask about swordsmanship.
So she turned and hurried towards the kitchen.
Meanwhile, not long after Shui Miao Miao left, Yu Yao arrived swiftly.
But unlike Shui Miao Miao’s simple dress, Yu Yao was wearing a big, dark teal coat, with the hem reaching her calves—completely wrapping her entire body.
Clad in twin ponytails, she looked remarkably different.
“Senior Sister, are you doing a reverse fashion trick?” Bai Feng couldn’t resist snarking.
“Little Junior Brother, don’t you find what I’m wearing familiar?” Yu Yao placed her hands on her hips, the twin ponytails adding a cuter vibe.
“Familiar?” Bai Feng stared for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered something.
He had indeed drawn a few characters in big coats—one in particular was a loli-type.
But if he remembered right, inside that coat was a very short, high-slit qipao, capable of revealing frilly petticoats.
Thinking of this, his eyes flicked to Yu Yao with a hint of admiration. “Senior Sister, you’re quite bold, huh? Wearing such a short qipao?”
“Then, little Junior Brother, want to see?” Yu Yao’s face suddenly curved into a sly smile. Her hand reached for the coat’s first button. “If you want, maybe Senior Sister will let you peek~”
“…Senior Sister, aren’t you wearing something else underneath?” Bai Feng instantly scrunched his nose, a little disappointed.
If Yu Yao truly wore that dress, with her daring personality, she wouldn’t dare let her hand near the buttons.
“Little Junior Brother, you should be looking forward to this, right?” Yu Yao pouted.
Sigh, it’s getting harder to fool this little Junior Brother nowadays!
She unfastened the coat’s buttons, revealing a dark teal qipao decorated with golden patterns.
Just like Bai Feng guessed, it wasn’t the one from Spring and Autumn, but a more conventional, knee-length high-slit dress. The slit wasn’t too crazy, but sheer black stockings added a touch of sophistication. Even the petite Yu Yao gained a mature charm.
“So, how do you like it?” Yu Yao slid the coat off her shoulders, exposing her fair shoulders and arms. “Aren’t you captivated by your senior?”
“No. With your figure, I think only some lolicon might get captivated,” Bai Feng bluntly shot back.
“Tch! Looks like I’ve spoiled my little Junior Brother too much these last few days, let you forget that your senior’s dignity is inviolable!” Yu Yao clenched her fist. “If you don’t grill me a big plate of barbecue, don’t even think about resting!”
“Wow, sounds like you still have dignity too.” Bai Feng murmured under his breath. “And honestly, with your build, I think white silk and white stockings suit you better. It emphasizes your cuteness more.”
“Shut up! Chop the meat already!” Yu Yao huffed, hands on her hips. “Today, I’m going to show you what true senior dignity looks like!”
“Yes, yes.”
While Bai Feng grilled meat, Yu Yao snatched a tiny chair, crossed her legs, and sat beside him, the very picture of a supervising boss.
But after a moment, she eyed Bai Feng busy at work, scooted her chair a few steps closer, grabbed some cut meat with chopsticks, and gently put it on the grill:
“You’re not going to know when this will finish roasting alone. Let me help!”
“Shouldn’t you just subtract some of the meat if you’re doing that?” Bai Feng asked.
“Nope. Punishment is punishment. Helping is helping. Those are two different things!” Yu Yao declared confidently.
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