Xiao Chuyu has been a girl who loves beauty and dressing up since she was a child, but after she transferred to No. 1 Middle School, she hardly spent much time on her daily dress.

On the one hand, it is because No. 1 Middle School is very strict with those students who have no background and no power in their families, and on the other hand, since her mother did not cheat in business a few years ago, the family's financial situation is poor, and Xiao Chuyu no longer has the conditions to buy brand-name clothes and high-end cosmetics and skin care products.

At this moment, Xiao Chuyu was a little entangled, there were two sets of clothes on her bed, one was secretly turned out of her mother's wardrobe, an off-white suspender chiffon skirt, with a knitted sweater on the outside, and a pair of ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose from her mother's cabinet by the way.

The other set is the old inventory in his wardrobe, which was bought by her mother a few years ago when the conditions at home were okay, and the clothes worn by girls of her age, simple white shirts, with a mid-length pleated skirt, are all brand goods.

Xiao Chuyu struggled for a long time, tried and tried again and again in front of the dressing mirror, and posed with all kinds of POSE.

Jiang Yuncheng ...... Which one would you prefer? ”

Xiao Chuyu prefers her mother's clothes in her heart, she thinks her mother's skirt is more beautiful and more feminine to wear.

Although my clothes are not bad, because I bought them a few years ago, after two years of development, if I wear them again, they already don't fit.

Xiao Chuyu tried on the clothes and skirts that were a little out of size, and felt a little strained, especially the breasts, and when she just wanted to change them, she suddenly felt that it seemed to be ....... If it's a small size, it looks good to wear?

The girl stared at herself in the mirror in an obviously ill-fitting dress, because the shirt was on the small side, so her breasts, which were not very generous, were suddenly strangled very conspicuously, and her slender waist was even more like a corset.

The same goes for skirts, originally, this pleated skirt is considered mid-length according to the length and can cover the knee position, but when she first bought this skirt, she was not so tall, and now when she wears it again, the skirt can basically only cover one-third of the thigh, and it suddenly becomes a miniskirt, and the snow-white slender long legs are exposed like this.

"Oh ~ lustful!"

Staring at the girl in the mirror, Xiao Chuyu involuntarily muttered.

For a moment, she thought, why don't you just wear this out?

Such a short little skirt, and then pair it with stockings......... Hiss –

However, this thought only came to mind for a moment, and Xiao Chuyu quickly shook his head.

No! No way!

That would be misunderstood by Jiang Yuncheng!

I'm not the kind of girl who doesn't behave!

Besides, Jiang Yuncheng didn't confess to me, and the current relationship between the two is not clear.

"Humph! That's right! You don't confess to me, and I'm not your girlfriend, why do you casually give you a good figure?! Think beautifully! ”

Thinking of this, Xiao Chuyu finally chose to wear her mother's suspender chiffon dress, the thin skirt modified the girl's slender figure, the snow-white collarbone and fragrant shoulders were exposed, and with long black hair, Xiao Chuyu turned around in the mirror, watching the silky skirt dance lightly with her movements, and finally showed a satisfied smile.

After putting on the long skirt, Xiao Chuyu picked up the ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose placed at the head of the bed, slender and flexible fingers, rolled the stockings to the tip of the toe little by little, and then lifted the snow-white delicate little foot, stretched the instep, and carefully put the foot into the stockings.

"Wow! So silky! ”

Although Xiao Chuyu has been practicing dancing since she was a child, she has never worn pantyhose, but the kind of dance pantyhose she wears are made of cotton, which is much thicker than this kind of ordinary stockings, which are basically impermeable, strictly speaking, they cannot be counted as stockings, they can only be called pantyhose.

This kind of core-spun silk pantyhose worn by adults, she also wore it for the first time.

Perhaps because he was worried that the core-spun silk as thin as a cicada's wings would be cut by his own fingernails, Xiao Chuyu was extra careful when wearing stockings, and his movements were very slow, and after his legs were engulfed by stockings little by little, Xiao Chuyu stood up, lifted the skirt, and carefully observed himself in the mirror.

"No wonder that guy likes ........"

Xiao Chuyu muttered to herself.

I have to admit that the texture of the skin on the legs wearing stockings has indeed made a qualitative leap.

In the past, Xiao Chuyu has always had full confidence in her white and tender skin, she used to feel that if it weren't for the need for dancing, women who often wear stockings are nothing more than two kinds, either they are the kind of sluts who are very indecent and like to seduce men, or the skin on their legs is not good, their complexion is dark, or their skin is rough, and they need to wear stockings to cover up.

However, taking the opportunity of Jiang Yuncheng's birthday and putting on his mother's stockings, Xiao Chuyu suddenly felt that the door to a new world had been opened.

It turns out that the feeling of wearing stockings is so comfortable!

Somewhat uncontrollably, Xiao Chuyu sat on the edge of his bed, reached out and stroked his thighs wrapped in ultra-thin pantyhose, some unstoppable feelings, his legs were clamped tightly at the same time, rubbing against each other, feeling the touch brought by the friction between the skin and the stockings, which was transformed into an electric current pouring into the brain, which was addictive.

In her mind, she suddenly remembered Jiang Yuncheng's hand.

That time, when Jiang Yuncheng grabbed her wrist from behind, the hot temperature of the palm is still fresh in her memory.

If, at this moment, it is his hand that touches his leg.........

"Hum—"

The mobile phone on the bed suddenly vibrated and startled the drunken girl.

Only then did she react, quickly stopped her movements, took her mobile phone, and found that it was a message from Jiang Yuncheng:

"I've already found a seat~ Enter the door and go to the right, the innermost box."

Xiao Chuyu seemed to have done something bad at the moment and was discovered, and replied in a panic that he would be there soon, and then quickly sat up from the bed, tidied up his skirt, took out a curling iron, and slightly curled his black hair in a beautiful arc, and then took out the cosmetics that he had been reluctant to use, and put on makeup seriously in front of the mirror.

Although Xiao Chuyu occasionally wears light makeup when she goes to school on weekdays, her daily use is basically miscellaneous brands, and the ones she took out of the drawer in front of her are all brand goods that she bought after saving up for a long time, and she has never been willing to use them.

I drew a beautiful makeup in front of the mirror, put on my mother's knitted sweater, and carried the Kou Chi bag that my mother bought for her when she graduated from junior high school, and then she was reluctant to carry it out, standing in front of the mirror, and doing a final examination on herself.

I thought everything was fine, but the girl suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing?

It took her a while to react before she realized that it seemed that her chest always felt ....... Empty?

That's right! Missing the most important curves of a woman!

When she tried on the shirt that was already two sizes smaller just now, Xiao Chuyu once had the illusion that she was very material, but at this moment, after changing into her mother's skirt, why did it suddenly become a little empty?

A wave of frustration arose.

That's not right! This kind of thing....... Isn't it supposed to be hereditary?!

However, time is pressing at the moment, and Xiao Chuyu has no time to think about genetics, so he hurriedly opened his wardrobe and picked out the underwear with the thickest cup sponge pad to put on, but after changing in, he still couldn't hold up the position of the front chest of his mother's skirt.

The girl suddenly wondered, it turned out that ......... Is your own mommy's body so good???

"I'm only eighteen years old, so I should ......... Will continue to develop....... Right? ”

Xiao Chuyu muttered to herself with some concern.

Originally, I planned to go directly like this, but Xiao Chuyu, who grew up from a small beauty, has always been very demanding of herself in terms of her figure and appearance, and even a little perfectionist.

It's rare to dress up so seriously, and she is really a little unwilling to go out with such obvious flaws like this.

In a hurry, she could only put a few pairs of socks into her underwear, so she was barely satisfied, got dressed, sprayed some perfume and went to the living room to get the birthday cake made for Jiang Yuncheng, and found a pair of her mother's apricot stiletto heels at the shoe cabinet at the door and put them on her feet.

This is also the first time Xiao Chuyu has worn adult high heels, she already has a height of 173, the heel height of these high heels is about six centimeters, after wearing it, the height is close to one meter eight, which makes her a little unstable, just out of the community, she staggered and felt a little difficult.

I really don't know how my mother usually manages to walk like a fly in high heels........

Because she wore a skirt today, Xiao Chuyu didn't dare to ride a bicycle, for fear that she would walk under her skirt when the wind was blowing, and for the sake of Jiang Yuncheng to wait a lot, although her home was far from the pedestrian street in the new city, it was estimated that it would be fifteen minutes away from walking, but Xiao Chuyu, who was not used to wearing high heels, still gritted her teeth and chose to take a taxi.

On the other side, Jiang Yuncheng had already sat in the tea restaurant agreed by the two, this shop is good, Jiang Yuncheng specially asked, this shop allows outside drinks and food, as long as you order a drink or tea or something here, just consume a little high.

The interior decoration of the tea restaurant is not bad, it is the kind of young people will like the European-style small fresh style, the consumption level is also moderate, catch up with today's weekend, there are still a lot of people, the guests inside are basically students, playing cards, playing the Three Kingdoms, playing truth or dare, men and women, it is very lively.

Jiang Yuncheng's box was a window position, he ordered a pot of Pu'er, and silently looked at the bustling flow of people downstairs outside the window, a little distracted.

Celebrating a birthday or something, for Jiang Yuncheng, has always been a very distant thing.

On the one hand, Kang Yun-seung is indeed a boy who is quiet, not good at socializing, and doesn't like hustle and bustle.

But, on the other hand, it is also evidence of his withdrawn personality and his inability to open up to others.

It seems to be a vicious circle, because of the withdrawn personality, so there are no friends, no lovers, because there are no friends, no lovers, no one cares about him, so he is withdrawn.

In this case, wouldn't it be nice to just pretend that you don't like to be cared for or cared for, and that you like to be lonely and alone?

This is probably what it means to say, "Escape is shameful, but it is useful."

In his previous life, this has always been Jiang Yuncheng's policy of life, and it has always been after he entered society, and after suffering countless beatings, he began to force himself to try to become sleek and become the so-called "high emotional intelligence".

"Alas......."

Looking at the street scene outside the window, Jiang Yuncheng couldn't help but sigh, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

If they could, who wouldn't want to live by their own nature?

"Waiting a long time?"

Suddenly, a good smell of fragrant wind came, and the sweet girl's voice pulled Jiang Yuncheng back from his thoughts.

He turned his head to look ahead, and was stunned for a moment.

In a trance, it was as if the heroine of a youth idol drama walked out of the picture and stood in front of her.

It's really beautiful!

Not to mention Jiang Yuncheng, a large group of people outside the box all stopped what they were doing and looked at Xiao Chuyu.

"How? It's beautiful~"

Xiao Chuyu put the birthday cake in his hand on the table, and turned around in front of Jiang Yuncheng with a smile, the flying chiffon skirt also sent the fragrance of the girl's body to the boy's face, and under the skirt, the girl's slender and slender legs were glowing with a faint luster, obviously wearing stockings.

"I thought you were just going to the cake shop to get the cake........"

"Tsk, I can't speak!"

Xiao Chuyu pulled out a chair, sat opposite Jiang Yuncheng, pouted, and said dissatisfiedly:

"People spend a long time choosing clothes and makeup, and that's what you do? Hmph, you deserve to have such a good-looking face but you can only be single! ”

Jiang Yuncheng laughed:

"I want to say something nice, but tonight's Xiao Yu is a little too beautiful, except for being beautiful, I really can't think of any other adjectives for a while, I'm afraid you think I'm uneducated."

"Hmph~ That's pretty much it!"

Xiao Chuyu raised his chin proudly and lifted Erlang's legs.

"But don't get me wrong, I also want to take this opportunity to dress up a little because of tonight's weekend, so I don't give you special treatment for your birthday!"

"Okay, good, everything you say is right~"

Jiang Yuncheng smiled and asked the waiter to bring the menu and asked Xiao Chuyu what else he wanted to order.

"Their pizza and fries are very good, why don't you try them? Rest assured, I'll pay for it tonight. ”

"Tsk, don't waste money, finish this cake first."

Xiao Chuyu said as he opened the exquisite outer packaging of the birthday cake, because he hadn't eaten dinner yet, Jiang Yuncheng was really a little hungry, and just wanted to cut the cake with a knife, Xiao Chuyu hurriedly slapped Jiang Yuncheng's hand away.

"What's the matter? I haven't lit a candle yet! ”

Seeing that Xiao Chuyu wanted to use candles to piece together a number on the cake, Jiang Yuncheng couldn't help but laugh:

"Ouch, so formal?"

"Of course! Birthdays always have to be a bit of a ritual, right? ”

After lighting the candles, Xiao Chuyu turned off the lights in the box and said to Jiang Yuncheng:

"Okay, let's make a wish first~"

"Make a wish........"

Jiang Yuncheng smiled, for himself, in this life, he has nothing to make a wish, his next life plan is actually very clear, there is nothing to make a wish for, probably that is, I hope that the trend of stocks in the future and the result of the World Cup will be exactly the same as in his previous life.

"Make a wish to be pious~"

Xiao Chuyu instructed Jiang Yuncheng and said:

"Close your eyes and put your hands together, or it won't work."

Xiao Chuyu seemed to care about these small details, but Jiang Yuncheng couldn't resist her, so she had to do it.

"I hope that my sister who doesn't know where can be happy, and I also hope that this kind girl in front of me can be a little more gentle and kind to her on the road of life in the future."

"Xiao Yu ......."

Opening his eyes, Jiang Yuncheng looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and suddenly said:

"Thank you, I really, I've forgotten what it's like to have a birthday."

While speaking, Jiang Yuncheng cut a piece of cake and handed it to Xiao Chuyu.

Xiao Chuyu took the cake, sent a small piece of cream cake to his mouth with a plastic fork, and while chewing, he tilted his head to look at Jiang Yuncheng and asked:

"Jiang Yuncheng, by the way, why don't you like to celebrate your birthday?"

"It's the first time I've met someone who doesn't like birthdays."

"Is it because you mind getting older?"

Jiang Yuncheng hesitated for a few seconds, smiled, and said:

"No, it's just, I think....... In fact........ Maybe it's just that people are suddenly cared about, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it........"

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyu opened a pair of watery eyes and asked with some puzzlement:

"Uh....... Why? ”

"Could it be that your family doesn't care about your birthday? What's more, it's still 18 birthdays......."

"And I see that you are very popular in the class now, as long as you send out an invitation, I believe that many classmates will come to celebrate your birthday."

When Jiang Yuncheng heard this, he smiled faintly and said:

"No need, I'm already happy to have you here."

Xiao Chuyu held his chin with one hand, looked at Jiang Yuncheng thoughtfully, and after a while, he said:

"Jiang Yuncheng, I think you're really weird."

"I didn't know about it before, but, at least recently, when I was usually in school, I saw that your personality in the class was quite cheerful, and you were getting closer and closer to everyone, but sometimes, I felt that you were actually very lonely in your heart."

Speaking of this, Xiao Chuyu's tone became cautious, and she asked tentatively:

"Jiang Yuncheng, when you were young, didn't you....... What's not, unhappy? ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Kang Yun-seung smiled and said:

"It's not a bad experience, I used to have a sister who was very nice to me and was very happy to stay with her, and she would also celebrate my birthday, and then ....... When I was about six or seven years old, my parents divorced, and my mom and I followed my dad, and my sister followed my dad, and since then, I don't know why, I don't want to celebrate my birthday again. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyu was shocked.

"Huh? You, your family is also divorced? ”

"You've never told me before!"

"Hey, what's there to say about this, there are more divorced families in China, and this is not a special case."

Xiao Chuyu sighed and said:

"No wonder you're like this, I understand........"

"So, do you miss your sister?"

Hearing this question, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yuncheng's mouth.

"How many years, I actually ........ I don't remember her face anymore. ”

"She must be beautiful."

Xiao Chuyu muttered, suddenly raised his head again, smiled and blinked his eyes and said to Jiang Yuncheng:

"Hey! Jiang Yuncheng, otherwise, I'll be your sister in the future, how about it?! ”