Xie Wang tensed up instantly: "What happened during Frost's Descent?"
Huang Shan: "Quick, go see him in women's clothing!"
Before the words were even finished, the gossipy Wen Ai and Qiao Yi had already rushed over first, followed closely by Qi Yu and Shen Ke.
With each gasp of amazement, the audience's anticipation was heightened.
[Aaaaaah, I want to see it too!]
[Let me see quickly! Don't crowd there!]
[Just how beautiful is it!]
Xie Wang, on the other hand, followed at the very back at a leisurely pace, and through the gaps in the crowd, he finally caught a glimpse of the long dress inside.
He slightly raised his gaze and met Ling Shuangjiang's eyes.
In just a moment, a strong electric current surged through his body.
He straightened his back and walked out with unsteady steps, but was stopped by the staff.
"Mr. Xie, you have a nosebleed, do you need any help?"
Author's Note:
I need a nutrient solution.
Chapter 17 Kissing
Bright red liquid dripped onto his shirt collar, and Xie Wang felt a warm sensation near his nose, immediately sensing something was wrong. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, no need," and awkwardly rushed into the bathroom.
The water was flowing very fast in front of the sink.
Xie Wang struggled to stop the bleeding. After calming down, he leaned against the tiles and felt his pockets.
He didn't bring any cigarettes because he had to record a TV show.
The confusion and complexity in my heart surged back.
Xie Wang couldn't believe that the moment he saw Ling Shuangjiang in women's clothing, he actually felt a flutter of love at first sight.
He started learning at his grandfather's company when he was 15, and met countless girls who were beautiful, knowledgeable and elegant, but he had never felt such emotional excitement as he did today.
What he found even harder to accept was that Ling Shuangjiang was his good friend and younger brother. He had actually developed special feelings for his brother's cross-dressing.
Xie Wang suddenly felt that he was very abnormal, even very impolite.
With his head pressed tightly against the tiles, he tried to convince himself: it was probably because Ling Shuangjiang's appearance in women's clothing happened to be his ideal type, so it was normal for him to be moved.
It's been dry lately, so it's normal to get a nosebleed on impulse.
In the hallway, the assistant director called out Xie Wang's name, urging him to hurry up and pick out an outfit.
Xie Wang paused, looked down at the blood-stained shirt, and thought it would be good to change it quickly.
Apart from the four guests dressed in drag, the other six could choose their own clothing themes. When Xie Wang entered the dressing room, the others had already chosen and left.
The image of Ling Shuangjiang's princess dress flashed through his mind again, and he involuntarily stopped in front of the knight's uniform.
A knight and a princess?
wrong.
This is the only piece of clothing he can wear.
It's just a larger style.
He was lost in thought when he quickly changed into his new clothes.
Before leaving, he made sure to wear the sword that was meant to protect the princess.
Although it was a bit childish, Xie Wang still took it.
In front of the empty castle, all the guests had gathered and were broadcasting live. Xie Wang walked towards the crowd and immediately spotted Ling Shuangjiang, who stood out the most among them.
Ling Shuangjiang wore a pale yellow strapless princess dress. The strapless part was designed with overlapping waves, and the smooth and beautiful lines undulated below her collarbone, connecting two beige short sleeves of the same style, adding to her sweetness.
Unlike Ling Shuangjiang's own hair color, the stylist chose a flaxen-colored, waist-length wavy hairstyle for him.
Under the sunlight, Ling Shuangjiang's bare back and collarbone were fair and delicate. A gentle breeze blew, and the curls on both sides of her temples fell on her chest and shoulders, creating a beautiful scene of movement and stillness.
The comments section has been buzzing with excitement for a long time.
[Have you noticed that the male guests are all secretly watching Frost's Descent?]
[It's not just the male guests watching, the female guests are watching too!]
[Haha, now I finally understand why ancient emperors didn't hold morning court. If I had a wife named Shuangjiang, I'd be infatuated with her beauty every day!]
[Am I the only one wondering where the four men went?]
Footsteps sounded behind her. Ling Shuangjiang turned around, saw Xie Wang, and smiled quietly: "Why are you so late?"
When Ling Shuangjiang smiled, she was radiant and beautiful, especially when she was dressed in women's clothing. Immediately, Xie Wang's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion: "You've been picking out clothes for too long."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded, and after he stood beside her, she tilted her head slightly and asked him, her tone tinged with a hint of coquetry, "Why didn't you come to see me just now?"
Xie Wang subconsciously touched his nose: "I went to see it. But something came up and I had to leave."
"Oh." Ling Shuangjiang put her hands behind her back, noticed the live stream camera was focused on her, waved to the viewers in front of the screen, and casually asked Xie Wang, "Do you think I look good in this outfit?"
Xie Wang clenched his fists and gazed into the distance: "Hmm, beautiful."
[Ahhh! My wife smiled at me!]
[My nose is about to bleed!]
[My wife's smile is so sweet! My little sweetheart!]
[I'm not exaggerating, my looks after the Frost's Descent makeup look could easily outshine anyone in the entertainment industry!]
[What are those two saying? I'd like to hear too.]
“It’s a bit hot today.” Ling Shuangjiang looked up and squinted, showing no signs of the restraint or shyness one would expect from someone wearing women’s clothing. Instead, she appeared calm and relaxed. “It’s even hotter with a wig on.”
Xie Wang stared blankly at his nostrils and noticed some small beads of sweat on them, so he ran into the building.
He came back carrying an umbrella.
He held up a shield to shield Ling Shuang from the sun: "Are you feeling better?"
Ling Shuangjiang looked up and smiled brightly at him: "Much better, but I feel like I'm being given special treatment."
None of the guests were using umbrellas, except for Ling Shuangjiang, whose use was quite noticeable. Xie Wang said matter-of-factly, "Your skin is sensitive, what's wrong with using an umbrella for UV protection?"
Ling Shuangjiang teased him, "Where did you see that you were vulnerable?"
Xie Wang's voice trailed off: "Looks... so fragile."
"Next, each person will receive a task card. Guests who complete the task can ask their crush to do something with them."
"Of course, the selected guests have one chance to refuse, but they need to challenge themselves with a truth or dare game that is extremely difficult."
The rules are simple: everyone takes turns drawing a task.
When it was Ling Shuangjiang's turn, Wen Ai noticed the umbrella and teased, "President Xie really pays attention to every little detail."
Xie Wang nodded in agreement: "Of course."
Shen Ke glanced at Ling Shuangjiang for a few seconds, hesitated, then leaned closer and took a step forward. But Xie Wang stayed right beside him, so Shen Ke had no chance to speak and could only leave silently.
Guests can freely form groups to complete tasks.
Cheng Jia, also dressed in women's clothing, followed Xie Wang: "Brother Wang, can I walk with you? I walk slowly dressed like this, and Shuangjiang is also wearing a skirt, so we can keep in step."
Xie Wang held the umbrella with one hand, and he had to clear away any stones he encountered along the way for Ling Shuangjiang beforehand, showing great nervousness.
He whispered, "I can only take care of one person."
Cheng Jia laughed and said, "I don't need you to take care of me. I'm just wearing women's clothes. Why would I be so delicate?"
Ling Shuangjiang understood the implied meaning in those words, and her original smile became even more intriguing. She looked at Cheng Jiashi, slightly raising the corners of her eyes, her expression becoming increasingly cold.
[I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like Shuangjiang's eyes suddenly have a bit of a fierce look.]
[Cheng Jia has excellent tea.]
I hate him the most.
Xie Wang scoffed, "Shuangjiang is playing a princess; being a bit spoiled fits the character." His gaze lingered on Cheng Jia for only two seconds before he averted it, saying, "Looking at your overall look..."
He paused, not saying anything too harsh, but stopping short of saying it: "It does fit the persona you just described."
Ling Shuangjiang suddenly smiled and her eyes crinkled.
Cheng Jia's face was ashen; he dared not speak out in anger.
Xie Wangming implied that he was like a maid, and he realized it.
[Xie Wang can actually tell a green tea bitch apart? Aren't straight men supposed to be unable to tell?]
Is it possible that he's not straight?
[The truth has been revealed.]
[That felt so good, Mr. Xie really nailed it.]
Inside the hall, Xie Wang and Ling Shuangjiang had already shaken off Cheng Jia and begun their operation. Following the instructions on their mission card, they needed to go to the second floor. Looking at the steps, Xie Wang asked, "Are your shoes and skirt comfortable?"
Ling Shuangjiang said, "It's convenient; the heels are very thin."
Even now, Xie Wang has never openly met Ling Shuangjiang's gaze. He only glanced at her furtively, his tone ambiguous: "I'll help you up."
Ling Shuangjiang generously extended her hand: "Okay."
Xie Wang paused, not immediately taking her hand, but quickly went into the bathroom around the corner and washed his hands thoroughly. After confirming that his hands had a lingering fragrance and no sweaty smell, he hurried back and solemnly took Ling Shuangjiang's hand.
About ten minutes later, Ling Shuangjiang also felt that Xie Wang was acting strangely today, and said, "You seem a little nervous."
Xie Wang subconsciously replied, "No."
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled indulgently, "My hands are all wet."
"It's water. I didn't dry my hands properly when I washed them." Xie Wang quickly wiped the sweat from his palms with a tissue and carefully pulled Ling Shuangjiang up again: "Is it okay now?"