Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Xiao Jingjing, what do you think?"

Wenjing whispered, "It's alright..."

"This one is the best!"

Zhao Yanxi immediately decided: "Let's each have one!"

Wenjing was stunned: "Huh? I want one too?"

Of course!

Zhao Yanxi said matter-of-factly, "The three of us will wear them together!"

Three people?

Wear them together?

The sales assistant clicked her tongue in amazement after hearing this, but still maintained a warm smile.

"Um...this one comes in four colors: black, white, pink, and blue. Ladies, you can choose pink and blue, and gentlemen, you can choose black..."

Zhao Yanxi enthusiastically began assigning tasks: "Then... Xiao Jingjing, you wear pink, I'll wear blue, and Ding Heng will wear black!"

Wenjing was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear: "Yanxi! This...this isn't right."

"What's wrong with it?"

Zhao Yanxi shoved the clothes into Wenjing's arms: "Go try it on, go try it on!"

Wenjing subconsciously looked at Ding Heng, who also looked helpless and gestured to Wenjing to listen to Zhao Yanxi's arrangements.

Last time I accompanied Hua Qing to buy matching outfits; this time it's Wen Jing and Zhao Yanxi.

Who will it be next time?

Why don't we just make them all at once?

A few minutes later, the fitting room doors opened simultaneously.

Wenjing clutched the hem of her clothes, her face flushed, and dared not look up.

The pink color made her look even more delicate, and the loose fit couldn't hide her exaggerated figure; the fabric at her chest was stretched into a full curve.

Zhao Yanxi, as always, was lively and swirled around confidently, then pulled Ding Heng to the mirror for a photo.

Ding Heng stepped forward to pay the bill, and when he clicked to pay, he didn't notice at all that the payment method was a supplementary card from Longhe.

Three minutes later, his phone vibrated.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Image]

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: Matching outfits?

Ding Heng clicked on the image, which was a screenshot of his credit card transaction history.

Ding Heng: What?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: What kind of couple's outfits are you buying three at once?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: Still taking my money?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Milk dragon question mark.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Didn't you tell my brother to use it freely?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: ...

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Milk dragon rolling its eyes.jpg]

A system notification popped up in Ding Heng's mind.

【Wings of Calamity: Dragongrass】

[Current Status: Enraged Evil Dragon]

【HP: 76%】

It dropped another 1%.

Back in the car, Wenjing was still a little embarrassed: "Yanxi, isn't it a bit strange that the three of us are wearing the same couple outfits?"

It's one thing to sneak around on ordinary days, but to wear clothes out in public is tantamount to directly announcing their improper relationship, isn't it?

Zhao Yanxi was applying lipstick in front of the mirror when she heard this. She looked up and said generously, "That's great. It saves Brother Ding Heng the trouble of changing clothes."

Wenjing was still conflicted: "But what if someone sees us..."

"So what if they saw it? It's just a piece of clothing. What's there to be afraid of not being able to explain?"

Zhao Yanxi chuckled and leaned forward, saying, "Besides, someone dares to do it but doesn't dare to admit it?"

"Sit down!"

Ding Heng raised his hand and tapped Zhao Yanxi on the forehead, then turned to comfort Wen Jing.

"It's just clothes, don't take it to heart!"

"Ah."

Wenjing nodded obediently, no longer hesitating.

In the evening, Ding Heng took the two girls back to school and then drove back to his dormitory.

As soon as the car stopped downstairs in front of the dormitory building, a familiar figure walked towards us.

Chen Mo, carrying a backpack, probably just returned from the library. Upon seeing Ding Heng's car, he immediately jogged over.

"Old Ding!"

"Old Chen."

Ding Heng got out of the car and waited for him to go upstairs together.

Chen Mo smiled and asked, "Why are you only getting back now?"

"Something came up in Shanghai and I was delayed."

Ding Heng countered, "And you? Did the meeting go smoothly?"

"pretty good!"

"That's good."

"Oh, right..."

Chen Mo suddenly remembered something and took out his phone: "Oh right, Lao Ding, I've transferred the concert ticket money to you."

Ding Heng was taken aback and opened his phone.

A payment notification popped up on Alipay, showing exactly the market price of two concert tickets.

Why are you being so polite?

"I'm quite sorry, I didn't want to keep you waiting too long."

Chen Mo scratched his head, fully aware of the situation.

If it weren't for Ding Heng, buying tickets from scalpers himself would have cost much more than this.

"Do you have enough money for your own expenses?"

"It's alright, Su Ke gave me the money for the tickets and asked me to transfer it to you."

"She's a lovely girl, don't let her down."

"That's why I have to work hard..."

The two chatted all the way back to their dorm. Ding Heng played games for a while and was about to wash up and go to bed when his phone suddenly vibrated.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Back in Changsha?

Ding Heng swiped his finger across the screen.

Ding Heng: Hmm.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: When will you come to see me?

[Ding Heng]: What's wrong, senior, you missed me?

[Ding Heng]: Or are you already impatient to be dealt with by me?

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Scumbag!

Ding Heng chuckled and continued replying.

[Ding Heng]: Final exams are coming up soon, senior, wait for me after my exams.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Oh.

Conversation ends.

Ding Heng put his phone aside, recalling the progress of Hua Qing's one percent emotional ties being severed, and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

To further advance the emotional connection between Hua Qing and her boyfriend, we need to increase the stimulation, but given Hua Qing's personality, we can't go too far.

In addition, why did the progress of severing emotional ties suddenly increase?

Was it because Hua Qing felt that night that she could never catch up with Long He in his heart?

After all, Hua Qing should have heard what was said at the concert.

Ding Heng rubbed his temples.

Finding the right balance is a bit difficult.

……

The following morning, the last professional class of the semester.

The teacher was chanting scriptures on the platform, while the students below were mostly drowsy.

Exam week is just around the corner, followed by winter break, and very few people are really interested in attending classes anymore.

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, letting the words go in one ear and out the other, silently planning his winter break.

Around the eve of the Lunar New Year, my father, Qu Zhen, and my adopted sister will all come to Xingcheng to prepare for the New Year, which will definitely take up a lot of their time.

Afterwards, we will go to Tibet to celebrate the Tibetan New Year again.