Standing a door away from Chris, Wayne glanced at the dress hanging aside.
The already embarrassing length will only make it even more stretched if worn on myself.
"Have you... changed?" Chris's very troubled voice came from the door. While trying to figure out her current state, Wayne replied in a calm tone: "It's changed." It's changed to a ghost!
Now he is still wearing the same shirt, and the buttons are still the same, not even one button has been unbuttoned.
He wouldn't just do what Chris asked. My own shame won’t allow it! A slight noise was heard in his ears, and he could clearly feel that the girl hiding behind was about to reveal her true appearance.
The thin sliding door only showed a crack and then stopped.
"If, if you dare to lie to me..." She issued a weak threat,
"I won't talk to you anymore." Suddenly, Wayne seemed to have returned to his elementary school career in his previous life, where he was threatened at every turn.
"I won't play with you anymore." But it won't be long before the friends get back together again, as if nothing happened.
"I'll definitely let you see it," Wayne said. However, he took advantage of a loophole and had no time limit.
Even if he waited until he got married before letting her see it, didn't he break his promise? Chris believed Wayne's words and let down her guard.
The door was slowly pushed open. Wayne's eyes were bright, and he was waiting expectantly for Chrissy's double ponytail swimsuit to appear.
Blonde twintails, always looking awesome! First, an arm as soft as a white lotus root was exposed, and Wayne's breathing became a little faster.
All kinds of evil thoughts began to pop up in my mind, and I couldn't control them at all. However, when Chris actually appeared in front of him, Wayne felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head, and he instantly calmed down.
She just changed into another more homely dress.
"You actually lied to me!"
"You actually lied to me!" Two disbelieving voices sounded in the room at the same time. Realizing that both sides were playing tricks, the situation suddenly became a little awkward.
Kris took the initiative, showed an angry expression, and complained with extreme disappointment: "You liar, I will never trust you again!" With that, she was about to walk out, not wanting to stay in the same room with him anymore. .
When she passed by, Wayne just reached out and fished her whole body into his arms, locking her up.
"Didn't you lie to me too? Huh?" he asked. When everyone knows the routine, it's not that interesting.
However, Chris didn't feel any guilty conscience.
"Who said I lied to you?" Wayne hesitated. Immediately, his eyes drifted inwards from her neckline. Chris immediately protected her collar, held back her laughter, and said meaningfully: "I originally wanted to give you a chance, but you didn't grasp it yourself." Opportunity?
what chance? Under the hint of her words, Wayne's thoughts began to wander. Seeing that Wayne refused to let go of her, Chris did not forcefully break away, and the two of them reached an impasse.
"How about... I put it on now and you take it off now?" Wayne asked tentatively. Hearing this, Chris snorted: "Are you a pervert? You want to change clothes in front of a lady?"...Yes, she is the lady who would peek at me changing clothes in the morning.
"Then what will it take for you to be willing?" Now that Chris has already put it on, her attitude is obviously not really rejection.
Maybe he wants to agree to more unequal treaties? Wayne thought so. As expected, after hearing what he said, Chris started to make conditions.
"Then you have to come up with a water event that I can win." She raised her head, stared at him and said, "Then, you have to accompany me to practice every day." For a moment, Wayne wanted to stuff her back into the cloakroom again. inside.
In this hot summer, it is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing to accompany a beautiful girl to play in the water every day.
But as soon as he thinks about this special moment, Wayne can't help but get a headache. Why should I not think about it and take the initiative to send someone to the door?
He was secretly troubled. Trying his best to keep his expression unchanged, Wayne said in a deep voice: "I can practice with you, but I can't guarantee that you can win." The rights and responsibilities must be clearly divided at the beginning, so that Chris will not be blamed for losing the game. Throw it over your own head.
Although... this time, I really have to bear at least 80% of the blame, right? Sorry Chris, I'll just ask you to be the maid for an hour!
Chris thought for a while,
"Okay." So, the matter was settled. Wayne let go of Chris, turned around, took off the skirt that had been hanging on the side, and held it in his hand.
"..." At this time, I still have a bit of a mental disorder. He turned his head and glanced at Chris.
I found that her hands were still protecting her collar, looking very nervous. It's obviously not that he's not wearing anything underneath.
But the thought of taking off this outer layer of protection filled me with an indescribable sense of panic. Facing her, Wayne raised his hands and continued to unbutton his shirt.
Just as I untied the second one, I suddenly remembered something.
"Is the door locked?" he asked hesitantly. He didn't want to be caught doing bad things again.
If Ashwell or even Duke Elliot saw him wearing Chrissy's dress...he might run away overnight carrying a bucket.
Chrissy was stunned and said angrily: "Of course it's locked!" Being interrupted by him, Chrissy's expression finally became more natural.
She came over, took off the skirt from Wayne's hand, and held it up for comparison.
"It seems that the hem of the skirt is too short..." As she said this, she seemed to have thought of something. A look of shame was visible on her little face, and she suddenly glared at him with watery eyes.
Wayne didn't know why.
"What's wrong? Do you want to change it?"
"...No need." Chris threw the skirt back to him. Wayne quickly reached out to catch it to prevent the white skirt from slipping to the ground and getting dirty.
She turned her back, refusing to face him head-on.
"Change it."
"Then you must take them off at the same time." Wayne emphasized.
"I know!" Chris said with an angry tone. Looking from behind, she also raised her hands to her collar.
After hesitating for two seconds, she asked in a trembling voice: "You...have you taken it off?" Looking at her curious and frightened look, Wayne almost wanted to laugh out loud.
How much do you want to see yourself in women’s clothing? Wayne didn't answer, but deliberately breathed harder and rubbed the skirt in his hand, making the sound of friction.
Hearing the noise in her ears, Chrissy finally made up her mind. She gritted her teeth and untied the ribbon at her collar.
The top slipped off her shoulders little by little. Looking at the scene in front of him, Wayne subconsciously held his breath.
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