Behind the School Snack Street was an urban village, the same one where Bai Yao had once wandered at night while cross-dressing.
Inside the alleys of the urban village, there were many small hotels of questionable legality.
These hotels were usually tucked away in corners and went unnoticed, but once one started looking for them, they seemed to be everywhere.
Sipping his milk tea, Bai Yao followed behind Qiu Ye with his pinky hooked around the bag of teppanyaki.
With his head lowered, he stepped onto the stairs leading into the hotel.
The staircase was pitifully small, allowing only one person to move at a time.
It was cramped and narrow, making it feel as if it led to some dark, unknown world.
The further up he went, the more nervous Bai Yao became.
Even though his milk tea was finished, he kept sucking on the ice cubes.
It was also Qiu Ye’s first time here.
He walked in front, looking around curiously.
When they reached the second floor, a glass door appeared.
Looking through it, they saw a massive counter and a floor covered in red carpet.
The decor was a bit old, but it looked legitimate enough.
Qiu Ye pushed the door open and walked up to the counter.
“Hello, I’d like an hourly room.”
There was a small folding bed behind the counter.
The person on the bed squirmed and poked her head out.
She was a young woman in her early twenties.
“Oh, okay.”
The receptionist stood up while yawning.
“ID card.”
Qiu Ye handed over his ID card.
“I need them for both of you.”
Only after leaving his place did Bai Yao realize they were going to a hotel to get an hourly room, and he hadn’t brought his ID card at all.
“He didn’t bring it. We’re leaving in a bit anyway, so it should be fine, right?”
The receptionist straightened up and leaned over the counter to look at the girl, who was so shy and restrained that her face was flushed beet-red.
Then she looked at the calm, handsome guy…
No matter how she looked at it, he seemed like a veteran scumbag who had hooked a pure female college student and tricked her into a room.
“Little sister, you should cherish your body…”
“???”
Bai Yao was stunned.
He looked at the receptionist blankly and blinked.
Seeing that simple, innocent look, the receptionist figured she had probably been tricked into this room with sweet talk after just a meal of malatang.
Leaving it at that, the receptionist took a room card and handed it to Qiu Ye.
“Room 1005. Go straight, then turn left.”
“Alright, thanks.”
Although the hotel was in a remote location and the decor was dated, the daily rate was only 150 yuan, and the room was surprisingly large.
There was a king-sized bed, a single sofa, and the LCD TV was a decent size.
The carpet beneath their feet was soft and comfortable.
As soon as they entered, Qiu Ye flopped onto the bed and stretched comfortably.
“Holy crap! This bed is so soft!”
He rolled over and sat up, patting the mattress. “Come try it! It’s super soft!”
“I’ll pass.”
Bai Yao was incredibly tense.
He had long since lost the anticipation he felt at the start and just wanted to go back.
“I’m going to the bathroom to change.”
“You’re that impatient?”
Qiu Ye looked up and watched Bai Yao jog into the bathroom.
He picked up a skewer of teppanyaki squid and turned on the TV for the first time in ages, eating while he watched.
Estimating from middle school until now, he probably hadn’t watched TV in at least six years.
There really wasn’t much to watch…
He turned the TV volume down and pricked up his ears to listen to the movements in the bathroom.
He could faintly hear the sound of rustling clothes.
‘Is he already changing?’
He felt both nervous and expectant…
‘Why do I suddenly have the illusion that I’m waiting for a girl to change and shower so we can discuss the mysteries of life?’
Inside the bathroom.
Bai Yao kept his face expressionless, but his cheeks were as red as if he were drunk, and even his skin was tinged with a light pink.
‘That was too impulsive!’
Now that his sense of shame had kicked in, he felt exceptionally regretful.
Cross-dressing was fine, but why did he have to seek Qiu Ye’s appreciation?
Yet, he was also incredibly looking forward to seeing Qiu Ye’s expression when he saw him in girl’s clothes.
He even felt a faint surge of excitement.
Would his jaw drop in surprise?
Would his eyes light up in amazement?
Would he give him exaggerated compliments about being as beautiful as a goddess?
Just imagining the scene, Bai Yao almost laughed out loud.
Then he shook his head in distress.
‘I’m a perfectly normal man. Why should I be happy about getting a friend’s praise for cross-dressing?’
Bai Yao took a deep breath.
First, he took out his makeup kit and used a powder puff to cover some minor spots and acne, making his face look as clean and fair as if it were processed through a beauty camera — perfectly flawless.
Only then did he pull out his female clothing.
It was a combination of a white shirt and a short skirt.
‘I’m getting a bit tired of this outfit… It would probably go well with white or black stockings, right?’
‘No, no, no! I’m never wearing this again after today! I’m definitely not buying more female clothes or stockings!’
Bai Yao took off his shorts and placed them in the sink.
He put on the shirt and shrugged his shoulders.
‘Something feels wrong? Was this shirt always this tight?’
‘Did I get fat?’
Bai Yao barely managed to do up the buttons.
He looked up into the mirror and was stunned to find that the shirt cinched his waist so tightly it looked like it could be held in one hand.
Even his meager chest was emphasized into the shape of distinct mounds, outlining a curvaceous beauty in his upper body.
The shirt was also a bit short, faintly revealing a sliver of his fair waist and his round belly button. He stood there dazed, not yet realizing the severity of the situation. He took off his underwear and put on the little skirt.
Well… the cool breeze on his thighs felt quite nice.
‘But isn’t this a bit too breezy? It feels like the cold, rainy air is blowing right up the skirt!’
Bai Yao looked down, staring at the hemline that only covered one-third of his thighs, and fell into deep thought.
‘Can this skirt even cover my butt? If I bend over, everything’s going to show, right?’
‘Is this some kind of legendary provocative lingerie?!’
‘Is this what the system meant by “assistance”?!’
Fortunately, Bai Yao was wearing boxer briefs under the skirt.
He was used to having bare legs and walking around the dormitory in his underwear…
‘But this situation is totally different!’
Even though he tried to comfort himself by saying it wouldn’t matter if he was exposed, his sense of shame was burning so fiercely that his head felt dizzy.
He stumbled for a moment, almost losing his balance.
“Bai Yao? Aren’t you done yet?”
“Ah? Uh… almost, almost.”
‘I’m going to let Qiu Ye see me like this?’
‘But it’s already come to this…’
Bai Yao fully prepared himself mentally.
He took a deep breath, pressed his hands against the hem of his skirt, and bit his lip tightly as he walked out of the bathroom.
His chin was practically tucked into his chest, and his head was lowered, not daring to look at Qiu Ye’s expression.
He was so nervous his legs were shaking, and his mind was filled with chaotic thoughts.
“Whoa!”
Qiu Ye let out an exclamation of surprise.
In an instant, a sense of satisfied accomplishment welled up in Bai Yao’s heart.
He finally peeked up, looking at Qiu Ye out of the corner of his eye, only to see the guy holding his phone with both hands, snapping photos non-stop.
He froze for a second, then shyness, shame, and anger… all sorts of emotions rushed to his head.
“Screw you! Don’t take pictures!”
He rarely used profanity, but ignoring everything else, he lunged forward to grab the phone.
Qiu Ye quickly held the phone up high.
Bai Yao pounced on him, grabbing his collar and struggling to stand on his tiptoes.
His calves were tensed straight, but since he was ten centimeters shorter than Qiu Ye, he couldn’t reach the phone no matter what.
“Delete them right now!”
“Don’t pull on me! I won’t show anyone else! Don’t worry!”
“No! Delete them!”
Anxious, Bai Yao jumped up and barely managed to snag Qiu Ye’s phone.
However, he lost his balance in the struggle and crashed into Qiu Ye’s chest, taking both of them down onto the bed.
“Hiss…”
Bai Yao fell, his head spinning.
Luckily, he had Qiu Ye as a cushion, so it didn’t hurt too much.
“Holy crap! Are you okay?”
Qiu Ye cursed from the pain and quickly looked up to check on Bai Yao.
He saw the guy lying on his chest, looking disheveled and unable to recover for the moment.
‘So soft…’
He suddenly felt that it didn’t hurt as much anymore.
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