134: Chapter 134 Gift, the little girl was the first to put it on.

When they came out of that high-class shop,

the setting sun's afterglow had already dyed the sky of the Prefectural City into a brilliant gold and red.

The blush on the girls' faces was like the evening glow on the horizon, lingering for a long time.

Especially Qiao Shiyu, Bai Lulu, and Qiao Feifei.

The three's cheeks were still burning hot, their eyes wandering, and they even walked a bit clumsily.

The impact of those embarrassing clothes and various stockings inside the shop just now was too strong.

Even though the clothes had been put away and the robot had silently glided away,

those lace pieces thin as cicada wings, sexy straps, and stockings of various colors... seemed to still be flickering before their eyes.

Especially Lin Yun's last casual sentence: "Gifts for you, open them when you get back."

It made the three girls' hearts beat like drums, their minds wandering all the way.

For the rest of the trip, the atmosphere became a bit subtle.

When visiting other shops, Qiao Shiyu and Bai Lulu changed their usual confrontational ways and became unusually quiet.

They stopped bickering and even rarely spoke.

They just silently followed everyone, their eyes uncontrollably drifting toward the exquisite paper bag in their hands, printed with the "Ling" emblem.

Inside was the "gift" Lin Yun had chosen for them.

Although reason told them that in that situation,

the "gift" Lin Yun sent would likely not be as outrageous as what the robot showed and should be normal clothing.

But... what if?

Moreover, even if it was just normal clothing, it was personally chosen by Brother Lin Yun...

This realization alone was enough to make their hearts race and cheeks burn.

The invisible hostile aura between the two actually faded strangely amidst this shared embarrassment and fluster.

Occasionally when their eyes met, it was no longer a clash of sparks but an awkward resonance of "You too?", then they quickly looked away.

Qiao Feifei also had a share; she was completely dazed and had accepted it in a blur.

She was also carrying a bag, feeling like an innocent passerby who had mistakenly entered some incredible film set.

Aunt and Lulu... seem to really... be falling deeper and deeper?

They even accepted this kind of "gift"?

And looking at them... they seem to... really care?

After dinner, on the car ride back, the atmosphere remained quiet.

Su Yingxue and the others appeared normal, chatting and laughing softly as if nothing had happened.

However, their eyes occasionally swept toward the restless trio of Qiao Shiyu, catching their glances at the paper bags with understanding and mischievous smiles.

Qiao Shiyu, Bai Lulu, and Qiao Feifei's gazes drifted even more frequently toward the back seat—

where their three paper bags were placed side by side.

Until the three girls were sent back to their respective residences.

Watching them carry those mysterious bags and hurry away,

even disappearing behind their doors in a bit of a panic, the Lin Family group finally returned to their own villa.

Qiao Family, pink room.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut, and even the "click" of it being locked followed.

Qiao Shiyu leaned against the cool door panel, panting heavily, her heart still racing.

The bag she held tightly in her hand felt exceptionally hot at this moment.

She calmed her heartbeat for a while before walking to the bedside and carefully placing the bag on the bed.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly pulled open the ribbon of the bag.

Inside lay a neatly folded dress.

It was exactly the one she had looked at a few extra times in the shop but was too embarrassed to try on because she thought it was too "princess-style"!

Light pink gauze fabric, exquisite embroidery, puff sleeves, and a beautiful bow at the back of the waist.

It was chosen for her by Brother Lin Yun...

Her cheeks began to heat up again.

Picking up the dress gently, underneath, there was indeed a pair of white stockings carefully wrapped in transparent tissue paper.

The quality was excellent, delicate and smooth to the touch, with a soft pearly luster under the light.

Brother Lin Yun said... she would definitely look very good in white...

Qiao Shiyu's heart began to race uncontrollably again.

She took out the stockings and placed them with the dress.

To change? Or not to change?

Although they were perfectly normal pretty clothes and stockings, because Lin Yun chose them and in that kind of situation...

holding them now made her even more nervous and shy than when she wore that three-piece swimsuit for photos last night!

Because yesterday was more about spite and not wanting to lose.

But today... it carried a more private, more ambiguous... sentiment?

She struggled for a full ten minutes.

Finally, Qiao Shiyu took a deep breath and picked up the clothes.

During the process of changing, she was even more nervous than yesterday, her fingers trembling slightly.

Even though it was a very simple dress, it took her a long time to put it on.

Then, the white stockings.

Her fingertips brushed over the delicate stockings, pulling them bit by bit over her calves, knees, and thighs...

That cool, smooth sensation felt like an electric current, making her body tremble slightly.

Putting on that light pink dress and standing before the mirror,

the girl in the mirror had silver hair in twin buns, a light pink gauze dress, and white stockings wrapping her straight, well-proportioned legs.

She looked like a little princess out of a fairy tale, incredibly pure and sweet.

Especially those white stockings; as Lin Yun said, they accentuated the lines of her legs even more beautifully, adding a unique charm that was both innocent and slightly seductive.

Qiao Shiyu looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling with shyness, joy, and a trace of inexplicable fluttering.

Then, almost instinctively, she picked up her Communicator.

Just like last night, she faced the mirror, adjusted the angle, and looked for the right light...

Only this time, she wasn't taking photos of sexy swimwear, but of her truest self wearing the dress and stockings chosen by her beloved.

With a shy smile and starlight in her eyes.

She took several photos in a row.

After stopping, she looked at the photos on the Communicator, her heart still beating fast.

After hesitating for a moment, she picked the one she was most satisfied with.

She turned slightly, hands behind her back, giving a shy yet sweet smile to the camera, her hemline and white stockings glowing softly under the light.

Her finger hovered over the send button for a long time.

Finally, she pressed it.

Sent to Lin Yun.

Having done all this, she threw herself onto the bed again, burying her burning face in the pillow.

This time, there was no tragic sense of burning bridges like last night, only a full, almost overflowing shyness and anticipation.

Sent... sent again...

Will Brother Lin Yun... like it?

Lin Family Villa, master bedroom.

As soon as they returned home, Su Yingxue impatiently "took over" Lin Yun's Communicator, staring at the screen without blinking.

"Why hasn't she sent it yet... girls are just slow at changing and taking photos..." she muttered under her breath, restless.

The other women were also in the room, with smiles and anticipation on their faces, clearly knowing what she was waiting for.

Lin Yun leaned against the headboard, composed, with a knowing smile on his lips.

Finally—

"Ding-dong!"

The Communicator rang!