Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 414

The boy managed to straighten his face again, and it cracked again on the spot.

He was terrified, subconsciously took a step back, raised his eyebrows, and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I don't have this habit for now."

"I didn't say you have this habit." Master Mu tilted his head slightly, his black and clear almond eyes were full of innocence, "What I mean is, Ayan, do you want to try women's clothing?"

"I think you'll look good in a skirt... I just have a few new skirts that I haven't worn."

"You try it?"

No, he didn't quite figure it out. Is there any inevitable connection between him looking good in red and looking good in women's clothes that he has never seen before?
——These two are completely irrelevant! !Ah Ning's clothes are clearly men's clothes!

In the turbulent wind of Mo Junli, he looked at the little girl's black eyes full of anticipation, and the words he wanted to refuse suddenly stuck in his throat.

It seems that the little master really wants him to try women's clothes.

but……

Women's clothing is impossible, women's clothing is impossible in this life!
The young man forced himself to calm down, and quickly fixed his gaze. Since he was too embarrassed to refuse directly, he would find an excuse, put it more tactfully, and teach the little girl to dispel this idea by herself.

"This, Ah Ci, it's not a question of whether I want to wear women's clothes or not, the main thing is..." Mo Junli compared his own waist, then touched Mu Xici's hair, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "You Look, I'm so much taller than you."

"The legs are also longer. I shouldn't be able to fit your skirt, right?"

Yes, that's right, that's it, his little girl is about to grow past the tip of his nose, and he is a full seven inches taller than Ah Ci, so he definitely won't be able to wear her skirt—it's not that he doesn't wear it!

?You don't mention height, we are still good friends.

The smile on Master Mu's lips suddenly froze when someone poked the sore spot suddenly. She heard the hidden meaning of resistance under the young man's words, and a rebellious heart suddenly arose in her heart.

If it was said that she originally mentioned women's clothing, it was just for fun, thinking that if this old man really didn't want to, let it be, but now it has become imperative.

—She must let the old thing wear a skirt today.

The little girl raised the corners of her eyes with a half-smile, imitating his appearance, raised her hand with a smile, compared her waistline through the clothes, and joked all over her eyes: "It's okay, Ayan, I have long legs and a short body."

"Look, in terms of waistline, I'm only a little over two inches shorter than you."

"That's not much difference. I'll find you a long skirt that drags the floor, and when you tie it back down, it'll be fine."

?Why is this little girl's legs so long? ?

Mo Junli lowered his eyes in disbelief to look at the place where the little girl came out, and was caught off guard by this blow.

Mu Xici usually likes to wear loose long jackets and long gowns that don't show his figure. He is not the kind of apprentice who hugs girls' waists and legs when he has nothing to do. Therefore, he really didn't pay attention to this little girl. Where is the girl's waist?

No wonder he bought her so many floor-length skirts, she wore them neither long nor short, just stuck to her feet.

He thought it was because the little national teacher felt that the skirt was so long that it was inconvenient to move, so he deliberately folded the waist of the skirt, but now it seems... his legs are so long?

"...Come on, my waist is thicker than yours, what if the waist of the skirt is not long enough." The boy frowned, and quickly found the second and third reasons, "And the shoulders are not as wide and the arms are not as wide. Great fit..."

"Don't worry, six-foot-six sleeves are enough anyway." Master Mu bent his eyes and smiled brightly, "Besides——"

She took a step forward, put her arms around the boy's waist, and raised her head solemnly: "Your waist isn't too thick. I wear a skirt that can wrap around a circle and a half. How can you wrap it around more?"

"Ayan, just try."

Mo Junli was stiff from being hugged by her, he stared at her small face for a long while with lowered eyes, and burst into tears in his heart.

Help, he doesn't want to wear women's clothes, but... but the little master took the initiative to hug him!

How about... just make an exception and wear it just once?
The young man's eyes were shaken for a moment, but he calmed down quickly, pressed the point in his heart that was about to move, and silently pulled the little girl away: "Lingqin and Miss Zhan are still in Fulanxuan, what if someone gets caught? See how bad it is."

"I can't see it." Mu Xici blinked, with a proud face, "Ninglu went to Mengsheng Building to check the accounts today, and she won't be able to return to the mansion until the evening, Lingqin went to the street to play, and there was no one in Fulan Pavilion .”

?

Can this work?

Mo Junli's voice became hoarse, and now he has nothing to say.

But he didn't want to admit defeat yet, so the two of them went into a stalemate for a long time. In the end, it was the young man who couldn't resist the first step, and was defeated in despair.

Having won a game, Master Mu was obviously in a very good mood. He dragged Mo Junli back to Fulanxuan, and even hummed an unknown tune in a leisurely manner.

Listening to the tune she hummed, Mo Junli felt dazed for a while, and his hair stood on end for no reason.

When he recovered from the trance, he was already standing firmly in the small courtyard of Fulanxuan.

"Are you going to the wing room or..." Mu Xici looked back and raised his eyebrows, signaling him to choose a room between the main house and the wing room to change clothes.

The boy made a decisive decision: "Wing room."

"No problem." The little girl curled her lips indifferently, humming a ditty and wandered back to the boudoir. After a while, she ran to the wing room with a large pile of dresses in her arms.

Mo Junli raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the pile of pink, blue, pink, green, tender pink and tender yellow in her arms, and a chill suddenly shot up from the soles of his feet, and swam all over his body in an instant.

He pointed to the clothes in her arms, his voice trembling through the gap between his teeth: "A Ci, why are all the skirts you found such... such delicate colors?"

He thought that the women's clothing found by the little national teacher would be a simple and elegant color like moon white and light blue, or even light apricot and water green. How could he have imagined that she would come out with such a pile of pink and tender dresses!
"Well, I'm also curious, what went through your mind when you bought these things." Mu Xici smiled kindly, "Ayan, do you know what it's called?"

She frowned with a smile, raised her hand to pat the young man's shoulder, and parted her soft lips slightly: "Heaven's evil is still forgivable."

"Self-inflicted, you can't live—"

"You can choose two for yourself, and I'll get the rouge and gouache."

"Rouge, rouge gouache..." Mo Junli, who had doubts about his life, now even his pupils began to tremble, "Ah Ci, is it worthwhile for us to bring out this kind of thing?"

"Of course," Master Mu's voice turned cold, "how else can it be counted as wearing a complete women's attire once?"

After she finished speaking, she went straight out of the house and closed the door, leaving Mo Junli alone looking at the pile of clothes and crying——

So, why did he buy these colors in the first place!
　Guess what color you are wearing

　　
　
(End of this chapter)