“For real?! Bai Yao, you were actually cross-dressing in secret! You went to play with him, didn’t you! I was wondering why Qiu Ye liked hanging out with you so much! It turns out you were in drag!”
The bed curtains were pulled tight, and Bai Yao hid herself under the covers, curled into a ball.
She heard Wang Zuhao and Lin Mingxin’s teasing and mockery; a strong sense of shame swelled and rose in her chest, rushing straight to the top of her head.
Her face turned bright red, hot enough to burn, and her whole body was like a freshly boiled kettle, letting out a scream-like wail.
She was like a boiled shrimp, her entire body flushed crimson as she curled into a tighter ball.
“Ah — stop talking!”
Wang Zuhao and Lin Mingxin immediately became even more excited.
“Damn you! Keeping your cross-dressing from us, are you even human!”
“Exactly, exactly!”
“I knew you were suited for cross-dressing!”
Qiu Ye stepped forward helplessly and pushed Wang Zuhao and Lin Mingxin, who were standing under Bai Yao’s bed, aside.
“Enough, enough! What’s with all the fuss!”
“No way! You’ve seen Bai Yao cross-dressing, but I haven’t yet,” Wang Zuhao said righteously.
“What’s wrong with wanting to take a look?”
“I want to see too!”
Lin Mingxin raised his right arm high and tried to drag Chen Zhilong into it.
“Right? Brother Long?”
Chen Zhilong looked down at his phone, playing with it, and said hesitantly, “What’s there to see?”
Though he said that, he was actually considering Bai Yao’s feelings; deep down, he wanted to see too.
Lin Mingxin turned his head to tease Qiu Ye again.
“Look at you! Pure love that ignores the world’s gaze! Hey, Qiu Ye, you aren’t really dating Bai Yao, are you?”
“What nonsense!”
Qiu Ye put on a stern face but didn’t know whether to deny or admit it, so he could only pretend to be cold.
Qiu Ye didn’t actually care what others thought of him, but Bai Yao had always been very concerned about outside opinions.
Qiu Ye’s stern expression was quite fierce and a bit scary.
Lin Mingxin chickened out for half a second before continuing, “Really? No photos of Bai Yao cross-dressing? Let us admire them?”
Wang Zuhao also leaned in.
“Yeah, let us see.”
“Don’t you hate sissies the most?”
Qiu Ye glanced at him.
“There’s a difference between a sissy and a femboy!”
Wang Zuhao retorted righteously.
What he hated were those men who had rough features but acted intentionally effeminate, not a little femboy like Bai Yao.
“No photos, no photos! Get lost, all of you!”
On the bed, Bai Yao twisted around in shame, burying her face in her pillow to play dead.
‘Thank goodness I installed bed curtains…’
She had an ominous feeling when she ran into Gu Wanwan at the mall.
She hadn’t expected her roommates to find out.
In class tomorrow, her classmates would surely hear that she was a cross-dressing legend.
Bai Yao sighed, having lost all will to live.
**[Miss Bai Yao! Although you are in a relationship! Relationships also need careful maintenance. You can’t be as slovenly as before, going out without tidying up, dressing up, or putting on makeup! You know to wear a beautiful little skirt for dates, and you should do the same for regular outings! You must realize you are already over thirty. If Qiu Ye is holding onto a sallow-faced woman, people will think he’s with his mother!]**
Bai Yao’s expression froze.
Her skin was great now!
‘How was she a sallow-faced woman? How was she his mother?!’
**[Please maintain your appearance in the long term. Do not be lax because of your relationship. A woman dolls herself up for the one who loves her! Reward: Makeup Skills]**
“This skill is useless to me! I’d rather have money…”
Those so-called ‘makeup skills’ wouldn’t be too exquisite, but they were enough.
Combined with that Makeup Artifact, she could do a simple look for herself.
But Bai Yao was too lazy to spend half an hour on makeup just to go out like a woman.
She bit her nails with a headache.
So the System was encouraging her to cross-dress daily.
Even if her biology was already that of a girl, her social gender was still a man…
In the eyes of her roommates and classmates, wasn’t she just a cross-dressing legend?
***
Since Bai Yao didn’t respond for a long time, the two guys finally quieted down.
Lin Mingxin went back to his computer and opened *Street Fighter*, getting ready to play, muttering unwillingly, “What a jerk, won’t even show us the cross-dressing.”
Wang Zuhao was visibly dejected.
He sat down with a sigh, a cigarette in his mouth, staring gloomily at Qiu Ye.
Even though Qiu Ye didn’t admit it, word was that when Bai Yao cross-dressed, she was holding Qiu Ye’s arm…
He had a slight crush on Bai Yao.
Previously, it had been vague, and he only teased her with a bit of hostility to seek attention, as childish as a middle schooler.
Today he suddenly realized the truth, only to find that Qiu Ye had already claimed Bai Yao.
Too late for regrets!
But looking at Qiu Ye’s appearance, Wang Zuhao knew he had zero competitiveness.
“Damn it, this world only cares about looks!”
“Smoke outside,” Qiu Ye ordered bluntly when he saw the cigarette.
“Don’t make the dorm smell like smoke. Bai Yao and I don’t smoke.”
“Fine.”
As Wang Zuhao stood up to go to the balcony, he saw a crack open in the curtains of the top bunk opposite him.
Bai Yao poked her head out.
Her face was set in a cold expression, but her cheeks were flushed red with shame.
Her eyes darted around the room, glancing at everyone hesitantly.
Qiu Ye was right before.
Since everyone already knew, it was better to be open about it.
If she cross-dressed for everyone to see, she wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of hiding anymore.
Cross-dressing, laundry, and hanging clothes… it was actually quite normal, right?
Once her roommates got used to her cross-dressing every day, she could live like a normal girl — even if it was in a boys’ dormitory, under the guise of a ‘femboy’.
Coincidentally, there was a Task for it…
Although she tried to convince herself, her sense of shame kept rising, making her face turn incredibly red.
She let out a soft sigh.
Under the gaze of several roommates, she steeled herself and climbed down from the bed.
She silently walked to Qiu Ye’s wardrobe, opened the door, took out the bag of clothes, and pulled out the jeans and long-sleeved cotton T-shirt she had bought today.
Then, without a word, she walked into the bathroom.
‘It’s not a date! How could I wear a short skirt or hot pants!’
The several people in the room looked at each other.
“Is she really going to wear it for us?”
Chen Zhilong felt a bit guilty.
“Bai Yao doesn’t seem very happy about it?”
“Just give more compliments.”
“Maybe he’s secretly enjoying it!”
Lin Mingxin whispered.
Wang Zuhao stared blankly at the bathroom.
“Is his cross-dressing pretty?”
“Pretty. Like an angel,” Qiu Ye leaned against Wang Zuhao’s desk, arms crossed as he waited for Bai Yao to change.
“But you might be disappointed.”
“How could we be disappointed?”
Just as Lin Mingxin finished speaking, Bai Yao walked out wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of light blue jeans.
The jeans were a slim-fit style, outlining her long, slender legs.
The hem of the black T-shirt was tucked into the waistband, making her waist look exceptionally thin and highlighting the subtle curves of her chest.
She stood expressionless in front of the balcony door, her face cold but flushed red.
She crossed her arms awkwardly, as if guarding herself, her eyes constantly glancing up at the ceiling.
Lin Mingxin looked disappointed.
“It’s too natural… It’s no different from a woman. Bai Yao as a femboy? How can it be a femboy if it’s this natural!”
Indeed, there was no sense of incongruity at all.
She looked just like a shy young girl.
Wang Zuhao also showed a hint of disappointment.
He thought Bai Yao’s cross-dressing would be stunning, and while she was indeed beautiful, she didn’t feel that much different from how she usually was…
There was zero sense of contrast!
“What’s with those reactions?”
Bai Yao looked at Qiu Ye in confusion.
Qiu Ye didn’t hold back his praise.
“You’re too beautiful. They’re just stunned!”