It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

After shaking hands and saying goodbye, Phillips took his leave.

Perhaps he was walking in a bit too fast, because when Phillips turned around, he tripped on both feet and fell flat on his face.

"ah--"

With a scream, her body crashed heavily to the ground behind her.

Because he was falling backward rather than forward, out of human self-preservation instinct, Phillips reached out his hands to try to find something to hold onto, which was Li Cheng's arm in front of him.

Normally, Li Cheng could catch someone who was about to fall without any problem, but the incident happened suddenly. After all, it is quite rare for someone to fall on flat ground like this. He didn't have time to react and was thrown to the ground along with the person.

"Ah—" "Huh?"

boom--

Following two distinct shouts, a dull thud echoed through the hall.

First and foremost, Phillips, the one who was the culprit in the fall and instead became a cushion for the opponent when she tried to get support, took the brunt of the fall. Her brows furrowed into a bitter expression, and a mournful cry escaped her lips.

"Wow—"

"Are you okay?"

Li Cheng, who was on cushions, was alright. After hearing the mournful cry, he called out to inquire.

"No, it's nothing."

Phillips's voice was weak and seemed to carry a hint of sadness: "It's like being trampled by an elephant."

This doesn't sound like a nonchalant expression at all... Wait, is it actually a complaint that I'm as heavy as an elephant? I've heard that some zoos offer elephant massage services, and trained elephants can precisely control their strength, but you have to understand that those elephants weigh nearly 5 tons! Don't compare my weight to those kings of the land!

"Sorry sorry."

Li Cheng, speechless, rolled his eyes and prepared to get up and move aside.

Just then, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Wait, what is this?

As we all know, some early Japanese anime went to great lengths to provide fan service, especially wrestling. An ordinary male wrestler could actually manage to slam his head into the female lead's skirt, and even have his head trapped between her thighs. Even more outrageous ones included using his teeth to hold down his underwear and pull it down.

It must be emphasized here that this is a completely unscientific way of wrestling!

In contrast, Li Cheng's wrestling this time was much more scientific. It simply involved Phillips' lower body being on the bottom and Li Cheng's upper body being on top, landing between Phillips' legs in a "仌" shape.

As a human's instinct for self-preservation, Li Cheng subconsciously stretched out his palms to try and support his body when he lost his balance.

With this push, he aimed precisely at the groin area of ​​Phillips. Although Li Cheng realized in mid-air that this was a very impolite act and shifted his weight to his other hand and the Phillips cushion, he still couldn't help but gently press on that crucial spot.

This action was undoubtedly a hooligan act, but the problem was... when Li Cheng pressed down, he touched a strange, unidentified soft, protruding lump that shouldn't be there on a woman.

What?

This area, this shape...

Li Cheng's expression gradually shifted from confusion to bewilderment, then from bewilderment to surprise and doubt, and finally to utter dumbfoundedness. At the same time, a slightly risqué little song began to echo uncontrollably in his mind.

What's under a girl's skirt?

Why do boys blush when they hear this?

What exactly are the characteristics of a girl's skirt (rising tone)...?

Chapter 267 Why do boys blush when they hear about it?

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After roaring the next line of the lyrics in his mind, Li Cheng still had some doubts about the reality of life.

He looked up in disbelief at Phillips's face.

Her beautiful, oval face, after a brief moment of painful contortion, had returned to normal. A hint of distress flickered in her bright, sparkling eyes, but it quickly vanished. Combined with her delicate, fair skin, she was still the same youthful and beautiful girl she had been when they first met...

The scene before him confused Li Cheng and made him waver in his own judgment.

"Master, you'd better get up quickly, or did you hurt yourself somewhere?"

Phillips then uttered a melodious, nightingale-like tone, which only deepened his confusion: "But I must have been the one who was pinned down and was more seriously injured, right? I was very strong and didn't cry out, and my back still hurts a lot."

Could it be an illusion? Actually, there's just a bulge there, like a pair of thick, warm wool pants... Yes, that must be it. Just like some male nobles would have a pouch made in their crotch to show off. What's wrong with women adding extra padding?

"Sorry, I was daydreaming just now,"

Li Cheng, having successfully convinced himself, explained.

Fortunately, Phillips seemed to be focused on the pain in his back due to the aftereffects of the fall, so he didn't notice Li Cheng's slight movement of pressing his left hand between his legs.

Who cares if she's a cross-dresser! What she wears is none of my business!

With this in mind, Li Cheng decisively chose to ignore the mystery he had just discovered, and instead gently picked up his left hand, which was in an indecent position, and then tried to use his right hand to prop himself up and get off Phillips.

...And then he fell down again!

You slipped and fell because the floor was too slippery! Mrs. Hudson, could you please lay down a carpet properly?

Unlike the previous light pressing, this time Li Cheng used a full-on "monkey stealing peaches" move—yes, the kind of vulgar little game that elementary school boys play, and also a universally recognized low-class move in the martial arts world.

Sadly, they actually managed to steal it.

Damn it, why? Girls shouldn't have this kind of thing under their skirts.

Li Cheng was inwardly weeping. At this moment, he desperately hoped that his move would fail, that Phillips didn't have this weakness.

“＆*%￥——”

Phillips was struck hard in a sensitive area, and he let out a strange, incomprehensible sound. His already large eyes widened even more dramatically in that instant.

Visibly, after her privacy as a woman was discovered in this way, a blush crept onto her cheeks, followed by a furious and embarrassed bite of her lower lip, and then a smile that could hardly be maintained.

"you!"

"Let me explain."

Li Cheng quickly interjected, "It was just an accident. I have no interest in other people's private hobbies!"

Phillips recovered from the intense but brief emotional fluctuation; the slight blush on his cheeks quickly faded, replaced by his usual smile, as if chatting with a good friend.

"What a scoundrel! He actually took advantage of the fall to grope the girl he was meeting for the first time."

My ass! Where did this girl get a 203mm shipborne heavy gun?! Do you think you're a heavy cruiser?!

As she spoke, the girl—no, the creature in the form of a girl—silently extended a small, fair hand and clamped it tightly onto Li Cheng's wrist, which was acting recklessly, like an iron clamp. The force was so great that Li Cheng felt a slight pain.

Previously, Li Cheng didn't quite understand where a young girl got such strength, but now he wasn't so surprised.

"that."

Li Cheng tried his best to express his goodwill, racking his brains for useful information: "Miss Phillips, this was just an accident. Besides, I don't discriminate against women's clothing, although I myself don't cross-dress—by the way, have you heard of 56 genders? Although I don't know much about them, you might find some common ground with them..."

Aren't you curious?

Phillips interrupted Li Cheng's somewhat incoherent speech with a smile.

"What are you curious about?"

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused.

Could it be women's clothing? You might not believe it, but there are actually quite a few cross-dressers in the 21st century. We've seen so many that it's become somewhat commonplace. Even group admins are often teased by their group members about cross-dressing...

"It's the one you touched. Master, you really know how to play dumb."

Phillips pouted, seemingly quite displeased, but at the same time, he tightened his grip on Li Cheng's wrist.

what? !

Li Cheng stared in shock, his eyes wide.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't curious. Although the scene was mostly very strange and I might feel repulsed by it, I was genuinely curious—that is, what is known as—

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Li Cheng's silence seemed to be taken as tacit agreement. Phillips smiled slightly and reached his free hand into the dark and deep bottom of the skirt.

The hem of her skirt was slowly lifted.

Li Cheng's pupils dilated uncontrollably.

Unveiling.

Pupil dilation.

But for some reason, after the skirt was lifted to a certain extent, it did not continue to rise.

While Li Cheng was puzzled, Phillips flicked her wrist, and a sharp dagger that gleamed with a cold light appeared in her palm—through the gap, one could vaguely see that she had a leather sheath tied to the inside of her thigh.

? !

Are you crazy? Jing Ke assassinated Ying Zheng by hiding a dagger in the map and using the map to launch a sneak attack. What kind of trick is this, pulling a dagger out from under a skirt? Are you an assassin sent by France?! But I'm not Ying Zheng!

"stop!"

Li Cheng swiftly grabbed Philip's wrist, causing the dagger to stop in mid-air. The sharp weapon gleamed with a bright, cold light in the air, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Are you kidding me?! I don't want to be stabbed to death for such a ridiculous reason! It's one thing for a scumbag to get stabbed to death with a machete, but to be stabbed to death with a dagger for accidentally catching a cross-dressing pervert is just too bizarre! What if people find out I'm dead?! I'll be too ashamed to face anyone after I die!!!

What were you planning to do with that dagger?

Li Cheng roared in exasperation.

Isn't this obvious?

Phillips gritted her teeth and tried her best, but although she was strong, she was still a bit weaker than Li Cheng. After her skirt-lifting sneak attack failed, she was at a disadvantage in this head-on confrontation: "Of course, a dagger is for self-defense, especially when facing a thug master who tries to touch you."

"I already told you I didn't do it on purpose!"

"It's okay, you'll soon realize you're doing it on purpose, just let me poke you a little..."

"One stab and you're dead!"

Li Cheng roared angrily, "Is it necessary to kill someone to cover up something as trivial as cross-dressing? I already said I don't care what you wear, even if you run around naked, it's none of my business!"

"But I care a lot about it, after all, it concerns my future."

Phillips' facial muscles were contorted from the force of her arm, but she pouted like a little girl pouting at her boyfriend and said, "Designer, just let me stab you once, just once, okay?"

Chapter 168 Drawing a Woman and Insisting on Being a Man