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

"Brother."

"Ah."

"You in the end..."

Baima had absolutely no idea what to say.

"What exactly is it?"

"nothing."

Baima shook her head, turned around and buried her face in his shoulder, muttering something softly.

"Pervert...Brother."

Ding Heng chuckled softly and stopped teasing her.

The sunlight moved slowly, and the water surface rippled with shimmering light.

……

As evening approached, the sunlight began to shift westward.

Ding Heng drove, and Bai Ma sat in the passenger seat, wearing a new outfit.

Twin ponytails, beret, blazer, pleated skirt, lace mid-calf socks, round-toed leather shoes... exuding a well-behaved, ascetic feel.

So well-behaved, so soft, so sweet.

Pema felt extremely uncomfortable: "Brother, I'm already a university student, is it inappropriate for me to wear this..."

"pretty good."

"But I want to dress more maturely."

"This set is already quite mature for you."

Ding Heng stared straight ahead, his tone calm.

"But……"

"Would you like to upgrade your graphics card and screen?"

Baima, shut up obediently.

The car came to a stop in the mall's underground parking garage.

The two took the elevator to the first floor. Baima followed Ding Heng, and the two held hands with their fingers interlocked.

Bai Ma's heart was racing, and she secretly glanced at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng's expression was natural, as if it were perfectly normal for "brother and sister" to hold hands and go on a date.

"Anyone interested in buying?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to come to the mall to shop, brother?"

"Since I have nothing to do at home anyway, I'll just show you around. If you don't have any ideas, then I'll let you decide!"

Ding Heng led Bai Ma into a children's clothing store.

The sales assistant came up to us with a big smile.

"Sir, here you go..."

She glanced at Baima, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Ding Heng replied naturally, "It's my younger sister."

"Oh... buying clothes for your sister? This way, please."

The sales assistant then began introducing various types of clothing.

Bai Ma reluctantly accepted the identity of "younger sister" and obediently followed Ding Heng's side.

Ding Heng was already circling in front of the clothes rack, picked up a light blue dress, and held it up against Bai Ma.

"Try this one."

Baima took it and went into the fitting room.

After changing, stand in front of the mirror.

Ding Heng looked him up and down and nodded.

"I'll take this one."

He then picked up a white lace shirt and a dark gray pleated skirt.

"Let's try this one too."

Baima obediently changed.

One after another.

Ding Heng always followed the same procedure—glance at it, nod, and say, "I'll take it."

The sales assistant was all smiles, but Baima felt increasingly guilty.

"Brother, that's enough, that's enough..."

"What's the rush?"

Ding Heng then picked up a light pink sweatshirt dress: "Try this one too."

Pema gritted her teeth and continued changing.

As Ding Heng left the children's clothing store, he had several bags in his left hand.

Baima was furious... That brat must have done it on purpose!

She had no shortage of clothes, yet Ding Heng took her to buy children's clothes just to humiliate her!

"Brother...where to next?"

"I'll give you a new hairstyle."

Ding Heng then led her into a styling studio.

Tony greeted us with a warm smile.

"Sir, would you like to style our daughter's hair?"

He was clearly no more cautious than the sales assistant, speaking off the cuff.

"Hmm...it's my younger sister."

"I'm sorry, aren't I..."

Teacher Tony quickly apologized and then took a closer look at Ding Heng and Bai Ma.

Ding Heng didn't mind and pressed Bai Ma into a chair.

"Cut it shorter, curl it inwards, trim the bangs, and give it that well-behaved look."

"Brother! I'm a college student..."

Baima tried to resist.

"Ok?"

Ding Heng stared at him sternly.

"Oh……"

Baima deflated and shut her mouth.

Tony eventually followed Ding Heng's advice, the scissors snipping away as stray hairs slipped from Bai Ma's shoulders.

Pema looked at Ding Heng in the mirror; he was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through his phone, looking relaxed.

More than half an hour later, Tony put down the scissors, dried her hair with a hairdryer, and applied some hair oil.

"Okay, take a look."

Baima looked in the mirror.

Her hair was cut short, just to her shoulders, with the ends slightly curled inwards. Her bangs were trimmed thin, revealing a pair of big, round eyes.

She looks very well-behaved.

"You brat, are you satisfied now?!"

Baima turned to look at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng came up behind Bai Ma and looked her up and down in the mirror.

"good."

"good?"

Bai Ma pouted.

"So cute."

Ding Heng reached out and ruffled her hair.

Baima gave a soft hum, and wasn't so disgusted anymore; she even began to accept it willingly...

He realized that Ding Heng was showing her through his actions that she should honestly be a good "little sister".

After leaving the styling studio, the two strolled around for a while longer.

When passing by an ice cream shop, Baima stopped.

"Brother, I want to eat."

Ding Heng bought a strawberry-flavored ice cream cone and handed it to her.

"good to eat."

Baima took it, licked it, and then began to think.

What should a well-behaved little sister do at this time?

Three seconds later, she held up the ice cream cone and handed it to Ding Heng: "Brother, have a taste."

Ding Heng lowered his head and took a bite of the spot that Bai Ma had licked; it was very sweet!