Was Fu Tingyan really so vile that he would force Bo Ye to wear won’s clothes?
“I haven’t seen a man in won’s clothes before but I don’t think Bo Ye would look too bad in them. He’s neither tall nor especially broad at the shoulders, after all. Whose clothes should he wear?” Jiang Yu said as he sized up Bo Ye.
“My clothes are too small for him. However, Qin Shu’s might fit.” Ye Xue could tell from a glance that Bo Ye was around the sa height as Qin Shu.
Bo Ye grimaced as he listened to their nefarious plan.”I’m not wearing a woman’s clothes. Think of sothing else.”
Fu Tingyan smiled deviously. The more Bo Ye refused, the more he wanted to see him dressed as a woman.
“It really isn’t that big of a deal. No one but us three will ever know.” Jiang Yu offered.
Bo Ye pursed his lips in consternation.
“I’ll go and pick out sothing from Qin Shu’s room.”
Fu Tingyan spared Bo Ye a brief, contemplative look before bouncing up the stairs to Qin Shu’s room on the second floor.
Ye Xue noticed that Bo Ye wasn’t very willing to dress up as a woman. “Bo Ye, there’s no need to force yourself. If you do not want to wear it, then don’t. Just tell Fu Tingyan that you’ll do sothing else instead.”
Bo Ye’s lips ford a thin line, “It’s fine.”
For all he knew, Fu Tingyan’s subsequent request could be even more outrageous – better the known devil than the unknown.
Fu Tingyan entered Qin Shu’s room with ease and turned to the closet where she kept her clothes. Her closet was filled to the brim with clothes of all sorts of shapes and colours. Yet, it was a black dress that caught his eye.
Bo Ye was about the sa height as Qin Shu. Even if he was a little taller, it was not by much. Tracing the outline of Bo Ye’s figure as it appeared in his mind’s eye, Fu Tingyan thought the dress he had selected would fit him nicely.
The black dress it was, then.
Satisfied, Fu Tingyan made his way back downstairs and draped the dress over the sofa beside Bo Ye, a cheeky grin tugging at his lips. “This is it. Try it on!”
“Wow. It does look good. Bo Ye, quickly try it on.” It was Jiang Yu’s first ti seeing a man trying on a dress and his eyes shone with curiosity.
Ye Xue looked at the black dress and rembered Qin Shu wearing it while playing the piano. It lent her an air of elegance befitting a noble.
No wonder it was said that girls who played the piano did not have bad temperants.
No. Qin Shu was stunning regardless of what she did. It was almost a matter of fact for her.
Bo Ye eyed the black dress on the sofa coldly. Picking it up, he hastened to the bathroom and locked the door behind him.
Fu Tingyan stared at the closed door excitedly. He could not wait to see how Bo Ye looked in a dress.
Bo Ye slipped on the dress and peered at his reflection in the mirror. The person in the mirror pursed his lips tightly. His skin was as pale as ivory and as smooth as jade. Not a single blemish marred his form.
He had seen Qin Shu wear it before. It certainly was very beautiful. Simple but elegant.
Bo Ye retracted his gaze, stopping at the door. His hand settled on the doorknob without turning it. He stayed that way for so ti, hesitating.
In the living room...
Jiang Yu looked at Ye Xue beside him. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. He frowned. “Little Xue, have you lost weight?”
Ye Xue blushed and looked down at herself. She looked at Jiang Yu’s arm around her waist, causing her blush to deepen. “No, I haven’t. I weighed myself yesterday. I’m 92 pounds at the mont – 2 pounds heavier than I was previously.”
“Then why does it feel like you’ve lost weight?” Jiang Yu tightened his arms around her waist questioningly.
Ye Xue burned with embarrassnt and tried freeing herself. “Jiang Yu, stop fooling around,” she whispered.
“Are you blushing again?” he teased. Jiang Yu knew Ye Xue was blushing from the way she had lowered her head.
It was his daily dose of teasing. He rather liked seeing her blush.
Fu Tingyan stared at the bathroom. Bo Ye had been in there for a while now. Why was he taking so long? Was it so hard for him to slip on a dress? Maybe he was not sure how to wear it...
Then again, the dress he had picked was not overly complicated. There was no reason for him to have trouble wearing it.
He smirked. Bo Ye must have been too embarrassed to step out of the bathroom.
Strolling to the door, he knocked. “Do you need any help putting on that dress? I could help you...”
Before he could finish his sentence, the bathroom door swung open.
Fu Tingyan paused, stunned by the person standing at the gaping door.
This black dress was just right for Bo Ye. His slender form matched Qin Shu’s figure perfectly.
The only difference being the air around him.
Bo Ye had a cold personality and in the dress he wore, he gave people the impression of an aloof beauty.
Bo Ye’s features were delicate – very different from an ordinary man’s. His oval-shaped face and soft lines made him more beautiful than handso.
Paired with his slight fra and narrow shoulders, it was easy to mistake him for a woman.
Fu Tingyan sighed wistfully. If only he had persuaded Bo Ye to put on a wig, then he really would look no different from the average woman.
Fu Tingyan appraised Bo Ye with keen eyes. The way he was being examined so thoroughly left Bo Ye feeling uncomfortable. His whole body tensed like a tightly wound spring.
If not for Fu Tingyan’s bad taste, Bo Ye would not be caught dead in a dress.
“You look good in it.”
Bo Ye looked up at the man who was half a head taller than he was. “What do you an?”
“I an exactly what I said.” Fu Tingyan chuckled. “You exude an undeniably feminine flavour in that dress.”
Bo Ye: “...”
Seeing that he was silent, Fu Tingyan asked, “Didn’t you look in the mirror at all?”
Fu Tingyan dragged him by the arm into the bathroom and made him pose in front of a mirror. Bo Ye hadn’t even had the chance to protest.
The mirror reflected two individuals, one tall and one short.
Fu Tingyan regarded Bo Ye’s reflection in the mirror with a grin on his face. “Look at yourself. You look fine in that dress. Even if you wore it out of the apartnt, no one would bat an eye.”
“...” Bo Ye took in his reflection. Though his expression was still cold, a hint of discomfort shone through his frigid facade.
Bo Ye brushed off his discomfort as being the result of Fu Tingyan’s eyes roaming over him.
“If I had known how good you would look in a dress, I would have prepared a wig.” Fu Tingyan looked at the person in the mirror and murmured thoughtfully.
“...” Bo Ye glanced at Fu Tingyan. His handso features that scread of righteousness was a sham. It was vastly different from the thoughts floating in his head.
It was at this ti that the lovely young couple on the sofa noticed the commotion. Curious, they strolled over for a better look.
Ye Xue caught sight of Bo Ye’s figure, surprise flashing in her eyes. She could not help but blurt out her thoughts as they ford in her head.
“Bo Ye, y-you look amazing! You’d look even better in flowery lace.”
Bo Ye turned to look at Ye Xue. Despite being happy for the praise, he did not show it.
Ye Xue suddenly recalled that Bo Ye’s reluctance. Wouldn’t a man be unhappy if he were to be praised for looking good in a dress?
“Bo Ye, if you walk out like this, I guarantee that heads will turn. No one would ever think you were a man.” Jiang Yu said seriously as if he was afraid that Bo Ye would not believe him.
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