The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 202 Liu Wuyang in Succubus Attire

On the second day of the New Year's Day holiday, the winter chill was not yet strong, and the sun was warm. The streets were bustling with people, and the air was filled with a relaxed festive atmosphere.

Zhang Muchen arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel with his backpack on his back. Just like last time, he had booked a room in advance.

"drop--"

The lock on room 509 was swiped open. He inserted the room card, and warm light filled the entire room.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air.

Although it can't compare to Wang Shishi's newly opened hotel, it's still clean and comfortable.

Zhang Muchen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and glanced at the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going outside.

Then, he drew the curtains, sealing the room into a quiet little space. He then took out a packaged succubus outfit from his bag and laid it neatly on the bed.

The fabric is a mix of black and purple, soft yet subtly visually stimulating.

Tsk tsk.

Zhang Muchen nodded in satisfaction, then took out a few cans of beer from his bag and lined them up on the table.

Everything is ready, and I can even have drinks and chat with Sister Yang tonight.

Just then, a WeChat notification sound rang out, and a video call popped up.

"Hmm? Bro?"

Zhang Muchen glanced down at the WeChat video call from Wang Shishi, raising an eyebrow slightly.

He walked to the bedside and casually pressed the call button.

On the screen, Wang Shishi appeared in front of the camera with a big smile, her face close to the lens: "Hey buddy, where are you? Want to go out and play?"

"I have something to do and I can't get away today."

"Oh?" Wang Shishi narrowed her eyes, her tone immediately becoming alert. "You're not... on a date with some girl, are you?"

Zhang Muchen paused, his voice slightly hoarse: "Uh..."

"Hmph, buddy, you hesitated. Sure enough, you had a date with another girl. Who is it, Jiu Li? Or Teacher Liu?"

"Director Wang."

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five minutes later.

After Zhang Muchen coaxed and lied, using a mix of truth and acting, Wang Shishi was finally coaxed into calming down.

The girl pouted and hung up the phone, and the room returned to silence.

Zhang Muchen leaned against the headboard, her head tilted back, the phone in her hand swaying gently.

He was silent for a while.

"Tsk..." he muttered softly, "I have to say, being a scumbag isn't so easy."

He was indeed a little shaken by the kiss he shared with Wang Shishi on the street yesterday.

I'm seeing Yang Jie again today, and we're going to do cosplay together.

I always felt a little sorry for Wang Shishi.

Zhang Muchen suddenly froze, looked down at her left chest, and then raised her hand to press on the slightly warm spot.

"broken."

"I have a conscience."

"This is a major taboo..."

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, my phone rang.

It was Liu Wuyang calling.

Zhang Muchen quickly took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Stay calm, your Dao mind must not be disturbed."

"It's playtime now."

He walked quickly to the door and opened it.

Instantly, a familiar yet cool perfume scent wafted over.

Liu Wuyang stood outside the door, wearing a mask, her expression aloof. Black stockings encased her slender legs, and her high heels clicked softly on the carpet.

"Sister Yang, please come in." Zhang Muchen stepped aside.

Liu Wuyang didn't say anything, and walked into the house in her high heels.

She took the small bag off her shoulder, placed it on the table, and glanced around the room without making a sound.

The lighting was soft, several cans of beer were neatly arranged on the table, and the bed was clean and tidy.

But when her gaze fell upon the daringly tailored, black and purple lacquered dress on the bedside table, she paused. The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Liu Wuyang didn't say anything. Her face was covered by a mask, and only her eyes could be seen trembling slightly, as if she didn't know where to look.

"Sister Yang, aren't you feeling stuffy? Take off your mask."

Liu Wuyang took a breath, her voice muffled through the fabric: "I won't take it off."

She slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, placing her hands on her lap. She glanced at the outfit out of the corner of her eye, and her ears turned slightly red.

I'll be wearing that... revealing outfit in a little while.

By not showing their face, at least they can maintain some dignity.

Liu Wuyang lowered her head, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing against her knees.

Zhang Muchen, who was standing to the side, seemed to have noticed something and smiled: "Sister Yang, it's fine if you don't show your face, but your ears are all red."

"You brat!" Liu Wuyang raised her eyes and glared at him angrily.

Zhang Muchen smiled without saying a word, wisely refraining from further pursuit.

Liu Wuyang stared at him for two seconds, and finally took a breath as if in resignation: "I'll go change my clothes."

After saying that, she stood up, picked up the succubus outfit with its meager amount of fabric, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Click."

The door lock clicked, shutting her out.

Outside, Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow, his expression slightly surprised.

I thought Sister Yang would make excuses, but I didn't expect her to be so decisive.

"Tsk..." Zhang Muchen crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

"Sister Yang is truly a good role model who is willing to accept defeat."

Inside the bathroom, Liu Wuyang stood in front of the mirror, completely naked, her snow-white skin reflected translucently in the mirror.

She looked down at the succubus outfit in her hand, gently biting her lower lip.

"How shameful..."

Suppressing a wave of embarrassment, she put on the clothes one by one.

As Liu Wuyang changed, her heart pounded like a drum, and even the tips of her ears turned a pale pink.

The cold fabric clung to my skin, covering very little area.

This kind of clothing is designed specifically to be stared at, exposing the waistline and thigh lines without reservation.

Liu Wuyang stood in front of the mirror and slowly put on two devil horns.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and the tail hanging behind her swayed.

After doing all this, she took three breaths before turning the lock.

"Click."

The bathroom door slowly opened.

Zhang Muchen was leaning against the sofa armrest, looking down at his phone. Hearing the sound, he immediately looked up and paused slightly.

Liu Wuyang stood at the door, her posture upright, but her head slightly lowered.

The upper body of the succubus outfit is made of interwoven thin straps, and the black and purple material gleams slightly in the light, revealing the collarbone and shoulder line.

Below, a thin fabric supports the mountain peak.

The allure was amplified throughout her chest.

Zhang Muchen subconsciously took a breath.

Who can withstand this?

His gaze slowly moved downwards, past her fair waist and navel, and landed between her legs.

The only covering there was a thin line, barely qualifying as fabric. The rest of her body was almost entirely exposed to the air, dazzlingly white, staring straight into his vision.

"Are you satisfied now?" Liu Wuyang gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him with a mixture of shyness and anger.

“Sister Yang.” Zhang Muchen slowly raised her eyes, “We’re still missing black stockings and high heels.”

"You brat!" Liu Wuyang gritted her teeth.

Before she could even move, Zhang Muchen had already turned and gone into the bathroom. A few seconds later, she came out carrying a pair of stiletto heels and a pair of black stockings in her other hand.

He approached step by step, a serious expression on his face.

"Sister Yang, how can a succubus be without black stockings?"

He tilted his head.

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(End of this chapter)