The 10th occasion of embarrassment and inquiry about attire
Bai Shaoliu: "Why?"
After buying clothes, he went to the supermarket in the mall's basement for daily necessities. He first filled a cart with food and finally bought one item from Qingchen's list: angel's wings—sanitary pads with protective wings. It's no wonder Qingchen felt embarrassed to speak up and instead wrote it down on paper. Women's thoughts are truly strange; isn't writing it down the same? After all, they are all these items! Qingchen is a martial arts expert; in many novels, practitioners who reach a certain level can slay the red dragon. How could she still have her period? It seems she hasn't learned the kind of martial arts described in those novels.
Size? Bai Shaoliu does not quite understand these matters concerning women; his entire concept of it is limited to the A, B, C, D cup sizes introduced in adult films. He looked around and discovered a plastic mannequin, which he recalled resembled Qingchen's figure quite closely. He pointed at the mannequin and said: "This is the size."
This is the one, two sets, please wrap them up for me, and you can issue the invoice. Bai Shaoliu decided to buy this style; he even had a mischievous thought—would Qingchen blush when he sees this outfit? What would it look like when worn? Although it is unlikely that he would see it himself, imagining it is always possible, right?
Wow! How can a few pieces of fabric be so expensive? However, Bai Shaoliu felt too embarrassed to ask for a cheaper option and took the receipt to the payment counter. Fortunately, he received a red envelope with two thousand yuan last week; otherwise, he would have been quite embarrassed today. After purchasing the lingerie, Bai Shaoliu steeled himself and went to a few more counters, spending eighty yuan to buy Qingchen a set of pure cotton loungewear, the more affordable kind. He couldn't let her wear his oversized t-shirt and book shirt at home all the time, could he?
When the attendant took the clothes off the shelf and handed them to him, Bai Shaoliu finally saw clearly that the item he had pointed to in confusion was actually a set of black jacquard semi-sheer sexy lingerie. He felt a bit flustered and looked up, only to meet the gaze of the salesgirl. She was quite young, probably in her twenties, and was staring at him with wide eyes, her expression filled with curiosity. As their eyes met, the salesgirl suddenly blushed, slightly turning her face to the side and lowering her head.
Rogue! How could one buy such... When Qing Chen opened the packaging of the underwear in the bathroom, her face flushed as she silently cursed. Yet, she soon felt she had misjudged; that unfamiliar young man should be a good person. If he were truly a rogue, she would have probably... So, it seems he did not do it on purpose. What to do? She had no choice but to wear it. Then she saw the pure cotton loungewear set in the bag, and a sudden feeling of warmth, long forgotten, surged within her! So, it seems he did not do it on purpose. What to do? She had no choice but to wear it. Then she saw the pure cotton loungewear set in the bag, and a sudden feeling of warmth, long forgotten, surged within her! That was something not on her list, showing that this person was quite thoughtful!
It is no wonder that when a young woman presents a set of clothes to a young man, even someone with a modest sense of pride might feel a bit embarrassed. Bai Shaoliu initially hesitated to look up, but upon seeing the sales assistant's blush, he felt more at ease, thinking to himself that since he was already here, he might as well accept it.
Bai Shaoliu took five bus rides to arrive at a large shopping mall, walking up to the second floor and entering a corner of the women's clothing department. There were almost no men among the customers here, and the shelves around were adorned with colorful panties and bras. He had never been to such a place before, and as he approached the counter, his legs felt a bit weak. To make matters worse, there were life-sized plastic mannequins next to the counters and books, and these mannequins were only dressed in those items. There was no choice; he gritted his teeth and steeled himself to walk over, arriving at a counter with relatively few people.
Qing Chen: "During this period, I need to meditate and heal at night. I can just sit on the mat; you can sleep on the bed. If I want to sleep, I can do so during the day"
The meal was consumed in silence. Qingchen is a person who does not like to talk; as long as Xiaobai does not initiate a conversation, she almost never speaks up on her own. Xiaobai also cannot think of any topics to discuss with her, after all, the two of them are very unfamiliar with each other, and he has not even seen her face. After finishing the meal, Xiaobai finally asked: "May I discuss something with you?"
Qing Chen's cooking is not particularly good, but it is acceptable; at least the amounts of oil and salt are normal. While eating, Bai Shaoliu wanted to compliment her culinary skills, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to praise her. He certainly couldn't just say, "Very good, you didn't burn the vegetables."
Xiao Bai was somewhat surprised by what she said. Qing Chen had already eaten so much today, yet her tone suggested she still wanted more. Xiao Bai nodded and said, "You can move that chair over yourself; I can't eat all of this by myself... However, are you sure you are still hungry?"
Bai Shaoliu: "I bought a cushion, the largest one, which is enough for you to sit on. Since you are not sleeping, would it be alright for you to sit on the cushion at night? I've been sleeping on the floor these past few days, and my shoulders are a bit sore."
This girl can eat too much; if she were in Xiaobai Village, she would definitely be scolded by her grandmother, as a poor family cannot afford to raise her! During the meal, Xiaobai finally caught a glimpse of a corner behind the veil, which was Qingchen's mouth. Qingchen, of course, did not use lip balm, but her lips were naturally pink, with a subtle brightness. Her pearly white teeth were very neat, and her chin was slightly pointed, yet the lines and skin tone appeared beautiful enough to make a man indulge in fantasies. Qingchen, of course, did not use lip balm, but her lips were naturally pink, with a subtle brightness. Her pearly white teeth were very neat, and her chin was slightly pointed, yet the lines and skin tone appeared beautiful enough to make a man indulge in fantasies.
Qingchen noticed Xiaobai was looking at her, with a hint of questioning in his gaze. She paused her chopsticks and said, "Don't look at me like that; I'm not always like this."
"Sir, may I ask what you would like to purchase?" Regardless of whether the customer is male or female, the saleswoman always offers a standard professional greeting, yet Bai Shaoliu feels that her smile is somewhat peculiar
Alright, sir, is this the one you are looking at?
Bai Shaoliu lowered his head, nearly sweating, and quickly pointed to a set of black lingerie, saying: "Just this style, two sets, please wrap them up for me."
When Xiaobai returned home from work in the evening, Qingchen was not sitting on the bed but was in the kitchen preparing a meal. Hearing Xiaobai open the door, he did not look up and simply said, "You’re back? The food will be ready soon; you can take a shower first."
Bai Shaoliu coughed once: "Moreover, I bought a black chicken today, originally intending to make soup for dinner, but I didn't expect you had already prepared the meal. You can stew it yourself tomorrow. When I was a child, my grandmother would make black chicken soup for my grandfather when he was ill, as it is said to be suitable for women's nourishment"
Qingchen changed his clothes and went out, while Bai Shaoliu had already prepared dinner. He fried four eggs, stir-fried a plate of shredded pork with green peppers, and cooked a pot of rice, sitting by the small dining table enjoying his meal. As he was eating, he noticed Qingchen had come out in his new clothes, standing by the door as if looking at him through a veil. Bai Shaoliu casually called out, "Would you like to eat a little more?"
Qingchen: "Is there one for me? https://www.hetushu.com.com?"
Walking quickly makes it easy to lose sight of the path; the busier one is, the more mistakes one makes. Bai Shaoliu collided with another person at the stairway, catching a faint scent of a woman's body fragrance mixed with jasmine perfume. He hurriedly lowered his head and said sorry, but the other person spoke up: "Isn't this Xiao Bai? Are you here to buy something at the supermarket? ... Oh, is this for your girlfriend?"
Qing Chen: "What I mean is, I don't always eat this much... the veil, I have always been wearing it."
Bai Shaoliu was lost in thought as he pushed the shopping cart to the checkout. The cashier was a plump middle-aged woman who immediately noticed the sanitary pads in the cart. While scanning the items, she struck up a conversation with Bai Shaoliu, saying, "Buying this for your girlfriend, right? Nowadays, men are so considerate... unlike my old man, who after more than twenty years of marriage still hasn't..." Oh dear lady, could you lower your voice a bit? Bai Shaoliu wished he could cover his face, hurriedly paid, and fled the mall as if escaping.
May I ask what style you prefer? I would like to recommend the new models launched this year over here. All styles at that counter are offered at a 30% discount. Would you like to take a look?
Bai Shaoliu: "Isn't it always like this? Aren't you always wearing a veil?"
Qingchen said, "You don't quite understand. Although I am sitting still, it consumes a lot of energy, and I am still a bit hungry." As she spoke, she went to move the chair beside the desk, her hands feeling somewhat weak and powerless. Bai Shaoliu walked over to help her lift the chair and placed it by the dining table, allowing Qingchen to sit down and set the table with a pair of chopsticks and a bowl to eat together.
... ...
Xiao Bai looked up and wished he could find a crack to slip into, as he had just bumped into his colleague, Zhuang Ru. Coincidentally, she had also come to this supermarket to shop. What a remarkable coincidence! Moreover, this woman was sharp-eyed and immediately spotted a corner of a sanitary napkin package peeking out from his shopping bag
A discount of 15% can be applied, totaling 370 yuan. The payment counter is to the right. The salesperson has already prepared the invoice
Qing Chen's dining actions were very elegant; she gently lifted a small corner of her veil with one hand, just enough to reveal her lips and teeth, while the other hand skillfully used chopsticks to pick up vegetables and rice. She slightly lowered her head, her movements not hurried, yet she did not pause. She chewed delicately and swallowed gently, trying not to make too much noise. Bai Shaoliu was preoccupied with watching her and ate little, but finished all the dishes, most of which were consumed by Qing Chen.
Salesperson: "What size do you need?"
Qing Chen: "You speak."
When Bai Shaoliu spoke these words, he sensed her emotions, which were extremely low and complex, even tinged with a profound despair. How can one describe it? It was as if a remarkably exquisite vase, one that he cherished the most, had been shattered. This emotion was felt by Xiao Bai, and thus he fell silent. This silence lasted an entire day, until the next day before Bai Shaoliu went to work, Qing Chen was still sitting on the bed without uttering a word.
Two sets of women's underwear
Qing Chen's voice suddenly darkened: "Seeing my face is not beneficial to you"
Qingchen opened his mouth to say thank you but did not speak it out. On this day, Bai Shaoliu finally slept in bed; the feeling of getting off the floor and onto the bed was truly wonderful, and he slept particularly soundly at night. Thus, time passed day by day, and soon more than a month had gone by. Bai Shaoliu was unsure to what extent Qingchen's health had recovered. Every day when he opened the door after work, Qingchen would only say one thing: "You’re back?" Yet, when she said this, Bai Shaoliu could clearly sense her joy, as if she was also looking forward to his return home.