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

Wen Shu tilted her head back and downed another glass of fruit wine.

She recalled the mental preparation she had done before coming.

What she considered a firm resolve, and what she thought were very important, probably meant nothing to Ding Heng.

He didn't even need to know what she was thinking, because he had never thought in that direction.

Wen Shu sighed inwardly, mocking herself.

What am I compared to this?

In the parlance of fandoms, her behavior is probably what's called "dream girl behavior".

Fantasizing about having a special relationship with one's idol, then feeling emotional and conflicted about it.

But actually, they have no idea, and they don't care what you're thinking!

"no way."

In the end, Wen Shu comforted herself.

"This is what a young female chef who has never been in a relationship is like..."

Chapter 305: Baima Sees Through Me?

Since her conversation with Ding Heng that night, Wen Shu hasn't been too bothered by it anymore.

She went about her studies and play as usual, and when she had free time she would chat with her sister Wenjing as usual, but she never contacted Ding Heng again.

In mid-March, the weather in Changsha warmed up.

Ding Heng had no classes in the afternoon, and when he got home, the duplex was quiet.

After changing his shoes, his heightened senses suddenly alerted him that someone was in Baima's room on the second floor!

Zhao Yanxi and Wenjing were busy at the coffee shop. Baima had just sent a message saying she was having dinner with her classmates. Lin Man was still in Hong Kong and hadn't returned yet.

Logically, the house should be empty right now. Who could it be?

Ding Heng went upstairs and gently pushed open the door.

Wen Shu stood in front of the dressing mirror, having just changed into a light spring sweatshirt paired with a pleated skirt, as if she was getting ready to go out.

"Brother-in-law? You're back?"

She turned around and said naturally, "I just changed my clothes and was about to come downstairs to say hello to you."

Ding Heng asked curiously, "Why are you back?"

"I accidentally lost my ID card and have to go back to Changsha to get a replacement."

Wen Shu walked to the bedside and sat down, picking up a pair of black stockings that should have been Bai Ma's and putting them on her feet.

5D thin design, matte finish.

The rounded toes straightened, gently probing into the thin black ring, sliding down the instep, and over the shallow curve of the arch.

Then, following the curve of her calves, the fabric spread out, covering her fair skin inch by inch. When her knees bent, a fine crease appeared at the joint, which was smoothed out the moment she straightened her legs.

The same movement with the other foot.

Once both feet were in the stockings, Wen Shu stood up and pulled them up further.

The thigh flesh was gently constricted by the stockings, then slowly bounced back, spreading out a small, soft arc.

Only then did she seem to realize that Ding Heng was standing at the door, and she blushed slightly.

"The school needs it, so we can't delay."

How did it get lost?

Ding Heng continued to ask, not paying much attention.

The girls' legs each had their own style, and he had tried almost all the tricks he could. Although Wen Shu's legs were also excellent, they weren't particularly outstanding.

It's not something you absolutely have to play...

"The photography club organized an activity to take photos at the Summer Palace. I was squatting by the lake looking for the right angle when I casually put my ID card in my coat pocket. It probably slipped out when I stood up."

Wen Shu smiled helplessly: "It was too late when we found it. We went back and looked for it, but couldn't find it."

Ding Heng nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Have you eaten?

Not yet.

Wen Shu picked up her phone and glanced at the time: "But I've already made plans with Bai Ma and some of her classmates for a meal. She's picking me up at the school gate, and I'm about to head over."

"Pema?"

"Ah."

As Wen Shu walked to the door, she paused slightly as she passed Ding Heng: "Brother-in-law, are you going too?"

Ding Heng smiled calmly: "You're all girls, so I won't get involved."

He could guess that Baima probably wanted to show off her Peking University sisters to those junior college students, and his presence would only make the scene more awkward.

"Then I'm leaving."

Wen Shu hurried downstairs and turned back to wave to Ding Heng.

Ding Heng called out, "Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"No need, a taxi will do."

The door closed, and the footsteps faded into the distance.

Ding Heng then went to the bar, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and returned to the television.

He stopped thinking about it, turned on the TV, switched to the sports channel, and began to leisurely watch the game.

As evening approached, the door lock beeped twice.

Zhao Yanxi entered first, showing signs of fatigue.

Wenjing followed behind her, carrying the leftover snacks from the coffee shop that day.

"Brother Ding Heng!"

Zhao Yanxi rushed over and buried her face in Ding Heng's arms: "I'm so tired, so tired..."

Ding Heng pulled the person onto his lap: "How's business today?"

"It's alright, there was a small peak in the afternoon."

Zhao Yanxi yawned: "Su Wan and the others are too busy, so I helped take orders at the front desk. I stood there for more than two hours, and my legs are sore... It seems we need to hire someone."

"How can business be this good?"

"What do you mean? Do you expect their business to be bad?"

Zhao Yanxi angrily bit Ding Heng's shoulder and neck, quite forcefully.

Wenjing stepped forward at the same time and asked gently, "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, waiting for you."

"Then I'll make something simple, it'll be ready in no time."

Wenjing turned and went to the kitchen. Soon, two dishes and a soup were served, simple and unpretentious.

At the dinner table, Zhao Yanxi casually brought it up: "By the way, Brother Ding Heng, someone came to the store today to film a Douyin video. Su Wan asked me if I wanted to open an account to promote it. What do you think?"

"Whatever you want, open it if you want."

"Then you'll take the picture for me?"

"I?"

"You know photography, and you're very skilled."

Zhao Yanxi pleaded sweetly, "Please help me~"

Ding Heng joked, "Let's see how you perform tonight. If you can last ten minutes, I'll film it for you!"

"No...five minutes!"

Zhao Yanxi was self-aware enough to say: "Also, you're not allowed to do anything bad!"

"When did I ever do anything wrong?"

"When have you ever not done something naughty!"

After dinner, the three of them quickly washed up.

master bedroom.

What time is it?

Zhao Yanxi lay limply on the bed, yawning lazily.

Ding Heng glanced at his phone: "It's almost eleven o'clock."

"Hasn't Baima returned yet?"

Wenjing asked with concern, "Weren't they having dinner with their classmates? Why are they eating for so long?"

Ding Heng suggested, "Let's make a phone call and ask."

Wenjing picked up her phone and dialed a number. It rang a few times before being answered.

She said a few words briefly, hung up the phone, and turned to Ding Heng.

"Wen Shu said that she and her classmates went back to the villa to spend the night, which was close to the place where they had dinner. They were also going hiking together early the next morning. They were all girls, so they told us not to worry."

She couldn't help but mutter a complaint under her breath: "That girl, she didn't even say anything beforehand."

Ding Heng analyzed, "In my opinion, it must be Bai Ma who dragged her into it."

"Too……"

Wenjing sighed and leaned back into the man's arms.

Zhao Yanxi propped her head up with her elbow and clicked her tongue twice.