The Daring Outfit

Although this was in Qin Haiyue’s home, the girl still managed to find a rare moment of peace while bathing. After all, she didn’t have to face Qin Haiyue’s intimidating face, which made her feel much more relaxed.

The exquisite wall rack was filled with all kinds of toiletries: body lotion, toner, moisturizing cream, and a bunch of unfamiliar English brands that looked high-end. The girl had no idea how to use them; she barely managed to identify the shampoo and body wash from the instructions and roughly applied them to her body.

Soon, she finished her bath and left the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She found a cloth on the shelf in the restroom and began to dry her long, wet hair.

Unable to return home tonight, she was very worried that Lin Ziyan might do something rash. But even so, there was nothing she could do; her immediate priority was figuring out how to deal with today’s unusually strange Qin Haiyue.

As she dried herself, her eyes scanned the surroundings. She felt something was missing and gradually furrowed her brow.

“Wait… where are my clothes?”

She clearly remembered placing them in the basket, but now both the clothes and the basket had disappeared.

“Could Qin Haiyue have taken them?”

It seemed like something she would do…

She bit her lip nervously. Suddenly faced with this situation, she didn’t know what to do. Was Qin Haiyue going to take this opportunity to bully her?

But no matter what, staying here wasn’t a solution. After hesitating for a while, she decided to walk out.

Opening the door, the girl was still radiating heat. Steam emanated from her body as the white towel wrapped around her slender frame.

Qin Haiyue was sitting on a chair. Hearing the door open, she turned her head.

“Done? Go try on the clothes I bought you.”

The girl didn’t dare meet her eyes. She lowered her head and spoke softly, “Um… did you take my clothes?”

“Oh? Your clothes? I threw them in the trash outside.”

“Ah?” The girl was dumbfounded.

“How… how could you do that?! What am I going to wear to school tomorrow?” It was rare for her voice to rise, but what Qin Haiyue had done was too much! Throwing away her clothes—what was she supposed to wear?

But Qin Haiyue was unfazed; instead, she narrowed her eyes dangerously.

“Why keep that junk? Wear the ones I gave you to school tomorrow.”

“But… someone might notice!”

“Notice what?”

The girl suddenly fell silent. She didn’t even know what she wanted to say.

“Notice that you have something to do with me, notice that you’re wearing clothes I gave you? It’s fine, it’s fine. I don’t mind.”

‘But I do…’

The girl lowered her head, silent, then suddenly turned and walked toward the door.

“Where are you going?” Qin Haiyue asked with amusement.

“I… I’m going to get my clothes back!”

“It’s minus seven degrees outside. Are you going out like that? If you catch a fever, I won’t buy you medicine and take care of you like your class monitor did.”

“Then what do you want?!” The girl turned around and asked angrily.

“Tsk, have I been too nice to you today that you’ve learned to yell at me?”

Hearing this, the girl belatedly realized that this person was no pushover. She trembled.

“S-sorry…” she apologized instinctively.

“Tsk, I’ll let it slide this time. I told you, I won’t hit you.”

Silent, the girl, whose trust in Qin Haiyue was always negative, couldn’t help but hesitate now.

“Alright, stop hovering around me like a headless chicken. Go try on the clothes I bought you.”

“Bought for me…?”

“Yes, the size should be fine. I specifically showed your photo to the salesgirl. As for underwear, I bought several; try them on and see which fits.”

“You threw away the underwear too…?”

“Tsk, you treasured that cheap street stall stuff? What, was that given by your class monitor?”

“No, it’s not…”

“Then just throw it away. It’s not like you stole it from your adopted sister. Tsk tsk, didn’t expect you to be such a pervert.”

“That’s not it…” Though it was indeed her sister’s things, the truth was the opposite—Lin Ziyan had forced her to wear them. If she found out the underwear was thrown away, Lin Ziyan might use it as an excuse to bully her. The girl felt uneasy, but Qin Haiyue didn’t care about her inner thoughts.

“Alright, hurry up and try the clothes I prepared for you.”

In the end, she had no choice but to comply. Walking to the bed, one hand holding the towel, she looked at the clothes on the bed.

“Um… are there only skirts?”

“No, there are others, but try these first.”

“O-okay…” Biting her lip, she struggled to take off her towel, but the intense gaze behind her made her feel like she had a thorn in her back.

“Can you not watch?”

“No.” Qin Haiyue refused matter-of-factly, and the girl’s face immediately flushed.

“But…”

“But what? I’m a girl too; I’m not going to r*pe you.”

She had heard a similar excuse this morning from Lin Ziyan, but this time it felt different. If with Lin Ziyan she only felt embarrassed, now she genuinely felt Qin Haiyue might actually r*pe her. Though she didn’t know if such a thing was possible between girls, behind her was Qin Haiyue—she felt very insecure… Who knows if she would take photos to blackmail her again?

But no matter how much she struggled, it was useless. Taking a deep breath, she picked out an underwear set that seemed similar in size to the one Lin Ziyan had given her, then quickly dropped the towel, put it on, and fastened the back hook, along with the panties. She moved as fast as if she were guarding against a thief.

“Alright, now try on that black-and-white one.”

She had barely relaxed when the voice behind her made her nervous again. Had she done something wrong? But since she wasn’t being hit or scolded, maybe it was fine…?

“Mm, okay…” She obediently picked up the clothes on the bed: black-and-white, with many complex decorative elements, seemingly a dress, but very thin, not suitable for this season. What made her uneasy was that the back was hollowed out, and the chest area was missing a large piece of fabric, looking like something for private occasions.

“This… is for me to wear…?”

“What else? Stop dawdling; put it on and let me see the effect.”

“Okay…” The girl didn’t know that this outfit was called a maid costume, but clearly not designed for real maids—more like clothing to spice things up between lovers. If she knew, she would probably feel even more embarrassed.