Chapter 94: Do you like men or women?

It feels strange…

Although the cotton bra almost feels like nothing against his skin and is quite comfortable, it is Bai Yao’s first time wearing one after all.

Something about it just feels off.

Every so often, he slips a hand into his collar, adjusts the straps, tugs at the bra, feeling uncomfortable all over.

And!

He keeps feeling like some kind of pervert secretly wearing women’s underwear.

But if he does not wear it, people might misunderstand and think he is going braless on purpose, like some kind of exhibitionist Chinyu.

After arriving at a private room in the Internet Cafe with Qiu Ye and sitting down, a faint blush still lingers on Bai Yao’s cheeks.

He turns on the computer, still a bit restless.

It is not just the bra that feels strange.

The tight embrace of the silk stockings is a little too comfortable.

He bought two bras.

They have no push-up or support function, just plain cotton, cute pink, the kind young girls wear.

After putting them on, he somehow looks even flatter.

With his jacket covering him, there is almost no curve visible on his chest.

Qiu Ye places the clothing bag by the leg of the computer desk and secretly glances at Bai Yao’s waist.

When standing, his lower belly is only slightly rounded.

The moment he sits down, it is over—two soft layers appear.

Bai Yao is indeed slim, but for girls, unless they deliberately suck in their stomachs and lift their chests, even those who work out will have a bit of soft flesh on their abdomen.

His jacket suddenly closes, blocking the view of his waist.

Qiu Ye looks up and sees Bai Yao expressionlessly shifting his hips, putting a little distance between them.

“What do you want to play?”

Bai Yao moves the mouse and opens the Internet Cafe’s game library.

If he cannot see the waist, at least he can look at the black silk-clad thighs.

Qiu Ye glances at Bai Yao’s rounded thighs and casually replies, “Anything is fine. I’ll carry you in Valorant?”

“Mm.”

While playing, Bai Yao is a bit distracted.

He feels that Qiu Ye is treating him a little too well.

There is nothing inappropriate, but it is the kind of kindness that makes people overthink.

Before, he believed he was a man, so Qiu Ye could not possibly like him.

And now… well, still impossible.

He is still a man.

At least on the surface.

His little brother has not run away from home, which brings Bai Yao a bit of comfort.

A handsome guy like Qiu Ye has plenty of beautiful girls to choose from.

Bai Yao is flat-chested and short, not particularly pretty either.

There is no way he would be chosen.

“Don’t block the wall and cut off my retreat!”

“Revive! Revive! If you pull me up I can still fight! You’re seriously reviving me out in the open? They’re not blind!”

“Heal me—wait! When did you die?”

Qiu Ye does not like competitive games much.

Mainly because he is very competitive.

Winning is fine, but if he loses once, he will be so angry that even in his dreams he sees the scene of defeat.

When playing with Bai Yao, his volume rises without him noticing.

He leans forward, almost sticking his head into the screen, cursing nonstop.

“Damn! Instantly killed! What are our teammates even doing?”

Bai Yao had been spacing out, wondering if Qiu Ye was being so nice because he wanted his body… But under Qiu Ye’s pressure, he has no time for that now.

The key is to focus on the game and avoid getting scolded.

Sitting side by side in the Internet Cafe, they lose three matches in a row.

By the fourth match, several hours have already passed.

In the final round of the fourth match, only Bai Yao remains alive on the field.

“Shh—listen to the footsteps.”

Qiu Ye is even more nervous than Bai Yao, eyes locked on the screen.

“Don’t go out. Just camp here.”

Bai Yao does not really play FPS games.

He mutters blankly, “Footsteps? I can’t hear them.”

“They’re coming! Left!”

“Nice! Nice! Beautifully done!”

After finally winning once, Qiu Ye shouts excitedly and throws an arm around Bai Yao’s neck, pulling him close in celebration.

Bai Yao remains expressionless, but the corners of his lips lift slightly in happiness.

When he focuses on the game, the messy problems of reality and the System’s Tasks seem unrelated to him.

The feeling of immersion, the feeling of being praised by Qiu Ye—it all feels great.

He glances sideways at Qiu Ye.

The guy’s arm is still around his neck, a little too close.

Their faces are almost touching, close enough for him to see the fine hairs on Qiu Ye’s face.

But Qiu Ye is happy, and Bai Yao does not want to ruin the mood.

He can only stiffen his body and endure the overly close distance.

“I’ll treat you to a late-night snack to celebrate! How about barbecue?”

“Mm, anything is fine.”

Only then does Qiu Ye release him and pick up his phone to order delivery.

“Want something to drink? I’ll get a bottle of alcohol…”

He trails off, remembering his earlier promise.

He glances guiltily at Bai Yao.

Seeing no displeasure on his face, he changes his mind.

“Forget it. It’ll be troublesome if we fall on the way back. I’ll get two bottles of cola.”

“Hey, Bai Yao.”

Qiu Ye casually asks, “In the future, if you date, will you look for a guy or a girl?”

Bai Yao freezes.

He has never really thought about that.

And why is Qiu Ye so concerned about his love life?

Unable to hold back, he instinctively shoots back, “Why? Do you like me?”

The moment he says it, he regrets it.

It makes him look self-absorbed and clueless.

Qiu Ye might not be the top heartthrob on campus, but he is definitely one of the most handsome guys in the department.

If he wants someone with a better figure, prettier, naturally born beautiful, that would be no problem. How could Bai Yao compare?

However, Qiu Ye does not sneer, dismiss him, or mock him as Bai Yao expects.

Instead, Qiu Ye stiffens slightly, looking a bit nervous.

“No. How could that be?”

Bai Yao notices nothing unusual.

He just sighs and slumps onto the desk.

“With my height, no girl would like me anyway. And now this kind of thing happened.”

At his height, he has no sexual appeal.

Even with the System improving his skin and facial features, he looks pretty rather than handsome.

“For a girl, five foot three is just right,” Qiu Ye counters.

“It’s five foot five, okay? But I’m not going to find a boyfriend.”

Although the System keeps urging Bai Yao to find a boyfriend and get married, even saying he will grow old and lose his looks, and although he does have a slight tendency to enjoy cross-dressing… he is only eighteen!

Leaving marriage aside, finding a boyfriend is already ridiculous.

He will never become some future perverted Chinyu obsessed with men.

“Why not?” Qiu Ye urges.

“Aren’t you a girl now?”

“I still feel like I’m a man, okay?”

Bai Yao sighs.

Only with Qiu Ye can he speak so honestly about his thoughts.

“I think I should still like girls. I have no feelings toward men. It even feels a bit disgusting.”

Disgusting…

Qiu Ye’s mouth twitches slightly as he changes the subject.

“What barbecue do you want?”

“One sausage is enough. Sweet, mildly spicy.”

“Who eats sweet barbecue…”

While placing the order, Qiu Ye watches Bai Yao lying on the desk, playing with his phone.

He himself cannot figure out what he feels toward Bai Yao.

Affection? Physical attraction? Love?

To be honest, when he found out Bai Yao was a girl, he was overjoyed.

He had almost burst out laughing.

Otherwise, he would not have accepted it so quickly.

“Are you going for the physical exam tomorrow?”

“No, not going.”

Compared to earning five hundred dollars from the exam, Bai Yao would rather not expose this bizarre body.

Perhaps when the System truly turns him into a real girl one day, he will be able to accept it calmly.