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However, that's not important.

She was being led by the hand by Hu Tao, walking towards Chunxiang Kiln.

Xiangling followed behind them, but halfway there, Guoba ran off.

Seeing that Guoba's destination was Wanmintang, Xiangling didn't interfere further.

"I guess they didn't eat enough at the construction site, so they went back to Wanmintang to eat."

Xiangling said, "My dad will probably cook for it. Let's go to Sister Ying'er's place first."

"Okay, then."

Hu Tao nodded with a smile.

Although Fang Qiu also wanted to say that she was a little hungry, seeing how excited the two of them were, she ultimately didn't say it.

After walking for a while on the bluestone street, I saw Chunxiang Kiln.

At this moment, a beautiful woman was leaning against the side of the door.

She wore a moon-white robe and a deep purple skirt, her beautiful hair was braided and gently draped over her shoulders, revealing her slender, fair neck.

"Sister Ying'er."

Xiangling waved her hand.

"Oh my, isn't this Xiangling, along with Hall Master Hu and Miss Fang Qiu?"

Seeing Fang Qiu and the others approaching, Ying'er straightened up and said with a smile.

Good evening, Sister Ying'er.

After exchanging greetings, Ying'er turned her gaze to Fang Qiu.

Under Ying'er's gaze, Fang Qiu felt a slight chill run through his body, and his body involuntarily shrank back slightly, experiencing an indescribable feeling.

In short, it's weird.

"Hmm...it seems my estimate last time was quite accurate. That outfit Xiangling gave you last time should fit you well, right? Do you like the style?"

Ying'er smiled faintly.

"Thank you, Sister Ying'er, for your thoughtful selection for Xiangling."

Just thinking about that outfit made Fang Qiu's cheeks flush slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

Furthermore, what does "estimated data" even mean...?

The way I looked at myself just now was as if I was checking my data...

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu unconsciously shrank back and slightly covered his chest with his arm.

"Is there something you need from all three of you? Even though there are three of you together, I wouldn't refuse you if it were just the three of you."

Seeing Fang Qiu blush with embarrassment at her words, Ying'er smiled gently and said.

"Actually, we have something we'd like to ask Sister Ying'er for help with."

Xiangling said.

"Oh dear, so you had ulterior motives all along. I'm a little disappointed."

Ying'er lowered her head slightly, twisted her fingers together, and made a wronged expression as she spoke.

"Hehe, next time I will definitely bring my best pastries to give to you, Sister Ying'er."

Xiangling said with a smile,

"Then I'll be really looking forward to it."

Ying'er smiled and said, "Speak, what brings the three of you here to see me?"

When Ying'er spoke, Xiangling told her what had happened.

"I see. Miss Fang Qiu, you want to buy a set of clothes that are comfortable to sleep in."

Ying'er smiled and said, "I just made a set of clothes a couple of days ago, incorporating some Mondstadt elements. It must be very comfortable to sleep in. Come on, come inside and try it on."

"What a coincidence! That's wonderful!"

"what?"

Before Fang Qiu could react, Hu Tao pulled her along with Ying'er towards the interior of Chunxiang Kiln.

The original owner had met Sister Ying'er several times and they were quite familiar with each other.

Every time they met, he would start flirting with her.

Every time, I would blush with embarrassment from being teased.

At first, the predecessor thought that Chunxiang Kiln was some kind of shady place.

I later learned that the "kiln" in Chunxiang Kiln did not refer to a romantic place, but rather to a shop that sold bricks, tiles, and ceramics.

However, she never went inside the Chunxiang Kiln.

As Ying'er entered the shop, Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel nervous, her heart pounding wildly.

Fortunately, the inside of the store is similar to the outside; it's a proper place.

After Sister Ying'er arrived at the store, she said, "Please sit down first, wait for me for a moment, I'll go get the clothes."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu nodded gently and sat down in a chair with Xiang Ling and Hu Tao.

They were in a tea room, presumably used for entertaining distinguished guests.

On the sandalwood table, incense smoke gently drifted from the burner, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

Before long, Ying'er came down from upstairs carrying a sandalwood box, handed it to Fang Qiu, and then pointed to a corner of the tea room, saying, "That's the room where the staff usually change clothes. You can go there to change."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu nodded, and under Ying'er's mischievous smile, he accepted the sandalwood box she handed him. Then, with a slight sigh in his heart, he walked towards the dressing room.

What should we do then...?

There's no turning back now.

Based on Fang Qiu's experience with the previous outfit, the clothes in the box were likely similar to the cheongsam she had worn last time.

This is also why she didn't open the box in front of Hu Tao and Xiang Ling.

All she has to do is take it to the changing room, check it, and if she finds it too revealing, she can stay in the changing room for a while before taking it out and returning it to Sister Ying'er.

There's absolutely no need to try it on.

The plan is in place.

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu smiled.

So she walked into the dressing room.

This changing room is quite authentic. To prevent outsiders from coming in, it's not simply covered by a cloth, but separated by a wooden door.

There is a bronze mirror in the changing room.

Looking at her slightly flushed face in the bronze mirror, Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and gently opened the sandalwood box.

To Fang Qiu's surprise, the clothes that Sister Ying'er gave her were not some strange erotic outfits, but rather quite normal.

It's somewhat similar to the nightgown from my past life.

"Huh?"

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback. She touched the nightgown in the box; it felt smooth to the touch.

Unexpectedly, I had wronged Sister Ying'er.

After a slight pause, Fang Qiu decided to try it on.

So, she quickly took off her clothes, and feeling the slightly chilly air around her, Fang Qiu couldn't help but shiver slightly.

Chapter 109 Guess What

Inside the box was a moon-white onesie nightgown. Although it was different from the panda pajamas she had imagined, it felt quite nice to the touch, and it didn't seem revealing at all, plus it had sleeves.

It would be very comfortable to wear to bed.

Fang Qiu smiled, put on her nightgown, the silky fabric clinging to her skin, completely covering her body exposed to the air.

After getting dressed, Fang Qiu discovered something very embarrassing.

The bust area of ​​this nightgown seems too small... it's making it hard for her to breathe.

Moreover, my lower body felt a bit chilly.

Fang Qiu subconsciously looked down, but her view was blocked by his chest, so she couldn't see anything at all.

After a moment of surprise, Fang Qiu finally looked up at the bronze mirror in front of him.

In the bronze mirror.

The hem of her nightgown reached above her knees.

However, about one-tenth of a meter of fabric at the edge of the skirt was transparent!

Looking at the alluring body with its legs exposed in the bronze mirror, Fang Qiu's face flushed red instantly.

She hooked the shoulder strap and tried to pull it up, but found that she couldn't lift it at all.

This nightgown was somehow caught on her chest...

It's stuck!

Fang Qiu almost fainted.

It was suffocating.

Ying'er's design is probably the same as those bras from my previous life, designed to fix the shape of the breasts.

The dress made her chest appear exceptionally large.

I don't know how Sister Ying'er designed it.