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

The water was splashing loudly.

Hua Qing took a deep breath and cut to the chase: "Lin Man, what is your relationship with Ding Heng?"

Lin Man turned off the tap, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and spoke in a light tone.

"Captain, why are you taking this so seriously?"

She turned around and leaned against the sink, tilting her head to look at Hua Qing.

"I thought you and Ding Heng were just playing around."

"How could that be?"

Hua Qing blurted it out, her voice much faster than usual, and only realized after she finished speaking that her reaction was a bit too extreme.

Lin Man's smile held a deeper meaning: "So, Captain, are you serious?"

Hua Qing didn't speak, she just stared intently at Lin Man.

Lin Man shrugged, her tone casual: "But he has more than one woman, didn't you know that, Captain?"

Hua Qing's breath hitched slightly.

Of course she knew.

Zhao Yanxi, Wen Jing, and the big star Long He... each of them has an ambiguous relationship with Ding Heng.

But when Lin Man said those words, they sounded completely different.

She wanted to say "It has nothing to do with you," but she swallowed the words back.

Seeing that Hua Qing was speechless after her retort, Lin Man's smile deepened, and she said in a flippant tone, "Could it be that you've been kept in the dark, Captain? You don't naively think that he's all yours, do you?"

Hua Qing bit her lower lip so hard that her nails almost dug into her palm.

Lin Man didn't say anything more, turned around and pushed open the bathroom door, leaving Hua Qing standing alone in front of the mirror.

The face in the mirror remained aloof, but emotions surged within her eyes.

Hua Qing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, her expression had returned to calm.

She turned on the tap, washed her face with cold water, then took out a tissue to dry it slowly. She tidied her hair and collar, and finally looked in the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong before pushing open the door and walking out.

Back in her seat, Baima was chatting enthusiastically with Lin Man while holding a milk tea.

Ding Heng held his phone and typed rapidly, as if replying to someone's message.

Hua Qing sat back down in her seat, and Ding Heng looked up at her.

"So long?"

"There are many people, so please queue up."

Hua Qing told a lie without changing her expression, picked up the now-cold milk tea, and took a sip.

Lin Man suddenly suggested with a smile, "Captain, Bai Ma and I were thinking of going for a walk later, why don't you come along?"

Hua Qing instinctively wanted to refuse, but before she could speak, Bai Ma had already spoken first.

"Sister-in-law, let's go together!"

The little girl looked on expectantly: "It'll be more lively with lots of people!"

Ding Heng chuckled; this cheap little sister of his was just enjoying the show and didn't mind making things worse.

Hua Qing looked at Bai Ma, then at Ding Heng, and finally nodded gently.

Baima cheered, jumped up from her chair, grabbed Lin Man, and headed outside.

The four of them walked out of the milk tea shop and strolled slowly along the commercial street.

Baima walked at the front, looking at this and touching that, chattering away.

Lin Man followed beside her, occasionally responding with a few words, but most of the time her attention was on what was behind her.

Suddenly, she deliberately slowed her pace and walked alongside Ding Heng, turning her body slightly to his side, her arm brushing against his arm almost imperceptibly.

"Ding Heng".

Her voice was languid and alluring: "I'm thinking of buying a coat recently, can you give me some advice?"

Before Ding Heng could speak, Hua Qing suddenly took a big step forward, blocking Lin Man's view: "He doesn't know much about women's clothing."

Lin Man blinked, her smile unchanged: "Captain, you're quite possessive of your food."

Hua Qing didn't reply, but tightened her grip on Ding Heng's hand.

Baima turned around and saw this scene.

Interesting! Very interesting!

She loves watching women fight!

She usually likes to hire two female companions to watch them fight and bicker over her boyfriend. I never thought I'd get to see a live version of that today.

Baima pretended not to know anything, turned around and continued walking forward, but slowed down and listened carefully to the sounds behind her.

As they passed a jewelry store, Lin Man suddenly stopped and pointed to a necklace in the window: "Ding Heng, do you think this one is pretty?"

Ding Heng glanced at it: "Not bad."

"Then can you help me try it on?"

Without waiting for Ding Heng's reply, Lin Man pushed open the door and walked straight into the store.

Hua Qing stood there, stunned, her face turning slightly pale.

Baima followed behind Lin Man, then turned back and waved to Ding Heng: "Brother, come quickly!"

Ding Heng led Hua Qing inside, where Lin Man was already standing in front of the mirror, holding the necklace up to her neck.

Seeing Ding Heng enter, she immediately turned around, tilted her chin slightly, revealing her slender neck: "Ding Heng, could you help me put it on?"

Hua Qing released Ding Heng, stepped forward, and took the necklace from Lin Man's hand: "Let me do it."

Lin Man raised an eyebrow at her, but didn't say anything, letting Hua Qing stand behind her.

Hua Qing's fingers were steady as she wrapped the necklace around Lin Man's neck and fastened the clasp.

The movements were clean and efficient, without any unnecessary contact.

"All right."

Hua Qing stepped back, her tone flat: "It's quite beautiful."

Lin Man looked at herself in the mirror, then turned to Ding Heng with a smile: "Ding Heng, what do you think?"

Ding Heng nodded: "It's alright."

"Then I'll buy it."

Lin Man took off the necklace and handed it to the shop assistant, then picked up another one and waved it in front of Hua Qing: "Captain, this one suits you, want to try it on?"

A delicate silver chain, with a rose pendant.

Hua Qing shook her head: "No need."

"Give it a try."

Without saying a word, Lin Man went behind her and put the necklace around her neck.

Hua Qing's body stiffened slightly as Lin Man's fingers brushed against the skin on the back of her neck, slowly and deliberately.

"The captain has really fair skin."

Lin Man whispered in Hua Qing's ear, her tone as intimate as a best friend's: "It really suits you, Captain."

Hua Qing didn't say anything, but subconsciously looked at herself in the mirror.

The star pendant landed right on her collarbone, shimmering with tiny lights.

"That's fine, I'll pay the bill."

Ding Heng was about to scan the code, but Lin Man took out her phone first.

"Let me do it, consider it a gift for my senior when she goes to Beijing Dance Academy..."

Lin Man clicked to pay, muttering to herself, "Once you go to Beijing Dance Academy, Ding Heng, you should have a lot more free time, right?"

Hua Qing gritted her teeth. What did that mean?

Once I go to Beijing Dance Academy, you can be shameless with my man, right?

After buying the necklace, the four continued walking.

Lin Man's offensive became increasingly obvious.

Passing by a shoe store, she forcibly pulled Ding Heng inside, insisting that he help her pick out a pair of boots.

When she was trying on shoes, she sat on the sofa and deliberately stretched her legs out in front of Ding Heng, revealing the smooth lines of her calves encased in black stockings.

Do you think these shoes look good?

She slightly raised her leg, and her skirt slid down a bit, revealing more of her skin covered by black stockings.

Before Ding Heng could speak, Hua Qing walked over and sat down, leaning slightly towards Ding Heng and pressing her palm firmly on his knee.

"good."

Ding Heng remained unfazed.

Lin Man changed into another pair of shoes, this time stretching her feet directly to Ding Heng's legs.

"What about these two?"

Hua Qing's fingers tightened on Ding Heng's knee.

Ding Heng held Hua Qing's hand to reassure her, his tone remaining calm: "So-so."

Lin Man said "Oh," withdrew her foot, and picked up another pair to try on.

Baima sat on the stool next to her, swinging her two short legs, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

It's fun, really fun.

Is Sister Man doing this on purpose?

As they left the shoe store, Lin Man's pace slowed noticeably, almost keeping pace with Ding Heng.