Xingyuan laughed happily, her eyes sparkling with joy, "Isn't this good? It means my sister and I are a perfect match! We even think of the same flowers for a date."
"But, I still feel like I haven't given you a gift," Ling Chenyue pursed her lips, still looking a little wronged.
Xingyuan's eyes curved into crescents. She darted forward and stole a kiss on Ling Chenyue's cheek, then sniffed the fragrance of the flowers with an air of intoxication. She said with utmost seriousness, "Thank you, sister! I really like the flowers you gave me."
Ling Chenyue also smiled, her eyes filled with helplessness and indulgence.
"I like flowers from my girlfriend too! But, aren't we attracting a lot of attention like this?"
"Are you scared, sister?" Xingyuan asked with a challenging smile.
Ling Chenyue shook her head, "I don't care about that, I'm just thinking, who will carry the shopping bags when we go shopping later?"
Xingyuan froze. This was indeed a problem.
But wasn't it easy to solve?
Xingyuan bought a small trolley from a nearby convenience store and placed the flowers inside, carefully distinguishing between the two bouquets.
"Sister, let's go buy some clothes!" Xingyuan said with great enthusiasm.
Before Ling Chenyue could refuse, she used Ling Chenyue's own words to silence her.
"Sister, you promised me yourself that to make up for neglecting me recently, you would let me have my way today."
Ling Chenyue had indeed said those words and couldn't deny it. She had always been a person of her word, "Alright! Today, you can do as you please."
"Now, hand over your phone!" Xingyuan said sternly, extending her hand.
"Okay! I'll give it to you after I send a message." Ling Chenyue nodded. After sending a message to her team that she was going on a date and wouldn't be able to see any messages, she voluntarily turned off her phone and handed it over to Xingyuan.
Xingyuan was extremely pleased. She gently pecked Ling Chenyue's lips, "A reward for sister."
Ling Chenyue smiled tenderly, not minding that Xingyuan was taking the lead.
As they entered the mall, Xingyuan finally fulfilled the wish she had when she first saw her sister.
She picked up various types of clothes from the mall and handed them to Ling Chenyue to try on.
There were quite a few dresses among them, and Ling Chenyue hesitated. She then gently tugged on Xingyuan's finger, her eyes filled with a hint of pleading.
"No! You have to try them on," Xingyuan insisted.
But she quickly considered her sister's feelings and softened her tone, cooing, "Sister~ You have such a great figure, you'll look amazing in these clothes. Please try them on! You don't have to wear them out."
Ling Chenyue was very susceptible to Xingyuan's coaxing. No one could resist a soft girl's撒娇, so she relented.
Little did she know then that one concession would lead to countless others in the future.
Ling Chenyue changed one outfit after another. When she encountered a few complicated or difficult-to-wear clothes, Xingyuan would proactively enter the fitting room to help. During these moments, accidental skin contact was quite normal.
Xingyuan didn't react much, but it was a struggle for the pure-hearted Ling Chenyue.
When she interacted with others, it was usually in combat. Such intimate contact in an ambiguous atmosphere made her blush and her heart race involuntarily, her movements becoming sluggish.
The following is a scene where Xingyuan helps Ling Chenyue with the zipper at the back of her dress:
Xingyuan lowered her head to find the zipper, her warm breath fanning Ling Chenyue's neck. She held her breath rigidly and leaned against the wall in front of her.
Xingyuan, out of playfulness, felt Ling Chenyue's body stiffen and deliberately leaned closer, her nose even brushing against her skin.
As her fingertips traced the zipper upwards, they lightly brushed against Ling Chenyue's delicate skin. Then, she wrapped her arms around the person in front of her and said softly, as gentle as the wind, "Sister, you smell so good!"
"Do I?" Ling Chenyue gave a dry laugh, trying to break free from Xingyuan's embrace.
Xingyuan gently nuzzled her, holding her firmly, "Yes! Did you put on some perfume, sister? Otherwise, how could your scent reach directly into my heart!"
Ling Chenyue was completely defenseless against such a powerful offensive.
Her face flushed red, and she stammered, unable to speak.
At this moment, Xingyuan suddenly let go, "Sister! Do you want to go out and see? It's beautiful!"
Ling Chenyue looked wistfully at the place on her waist where she had been embraced, then nodded.
What followed was Xingyuan taking a photo and then continuing to change into the next outfit.
Xingyuan's way of flirting, once or twice, could be endured by Ling Chenyue's strong willpower. However, every time Xingyuan whispered sweet nothings to her, she would still react.
And Xingyuan always flirted and then ran away. How could anyone endure it indefinitely!
Finally, one time, Ling Chenyue couldn't take it anymore!
What nonsense about military codes! She just wanted to kiss her girlfriend right now.
Xingyuan had messed up!
As soon as she had finished helping Ling Chenyue with her clothes and was about to retreat victorantly, Ling Chenyue suddenly pushed her against the wall and kissed her.
She kissed fiercely and urgently, as if venting her dissatisfaction.
Xingyuan's expression was one of bewilderment as she was pinned against the wall.
Wait! Wasn't her wife supposed to be calm and composed? She had only flirted a few times, hadn't even kissed her yet! How did she get pinned down so quickly?
Although Ling Chenyue's movements were clumsy, her learning ability was excellent. Within a few moments, she grasped the knack of it, making Xingyuan's eyes red.
As soon as Ling Chenyue released Xingyuan, Xingyuan quickly escaped.
After that, she didn't say anything about helping anymore, and even the clothes she picked became simpler.
What a joke! Her helping? Did she want to help herself into trouble?
Although her wife would eventually be hers, she wanted to be the one who wasn't "eaten."
Ling Chenyue's pent-up frustration dissipated. Xingyuan didn't dare to say much more. After obediently paying, she filled in her sister's address for home delivery.
"You bought all of it?" Ling Chenyue asked only after they had left the mall.
"Yes, everything looks good on you, sister," Xingyuan nodded. After being reprimanded, her demeanor was somewhat like a submissive wife.
"You... never mind! Aren't you buying anything for yourself?" Ling Chenyue asked, displeased.
"Ah? I have clothes, I don't need to buy any," Xingyuan shook her head and refused.
What a joke, she, like her sister, didn't like wearing those clothes. Why would she ask for trouble?
"No!" Ling Chenyue said firmly.
"You bought so much for me, I have to buy something for you too."
Although she was touched, she was also a little scared.
Xingyuan remembered what had happened before and strongly suspected that her sister wanted to get revenge on her. So, before anything could happen, she forcefully tried to compensate, "Sister, have you forgotten? Our figures are actually quite similar, and I can basically wear most of those clothes."
Xingyuan cried inwardly. She liked dressing up her sister, but that didn't mean she liked dressing herself up!