Buying Women’s Clothes

The small shop wasn’t large, only a bit over thirty square meters, and could roughly be divided into three sections.

The area near the entrance was lined with elegant, classic-colored dresses exuding a stable temperament. Perhaps due to the personal preferences of the shop owner aunt, every single piece suited Gu Yanxi’s aura very well.

The wall further inside was covered entirely with women’s underwear. Before today, Chen Zixuan had never realized that there could be so many styles for girls’ underwear.

Finally, there was a small fitting room, a large floor mirror embedded in the door.

A girl about eighteen or nineteen years old was standing in front of the mirror, holding a pure white piece of underwear against her chest, sizing it up.

No looking at what one shouldn’t… No looking…

He only glanced for a split second before quickly averting his gaze.

Especially with Gu Yanxi standing beside him, there was no way he could just keep staring at another girl trying on underwear—he wasn’t thick-skinned enough for that.

The moment Chen Zixuan’s mind wandered, Gu Yanxi had already picked up a white sleeveless dress, held it up against her chest, turned and asked:

“What do you think of this one? Is it pretty?”

“It looks good. It really suits you.”

Since Gu Yanxi already owned a similar dress, Chen Zixuan didn’t even need to think—he just nodded right away.

As long as someone looked good, had a unique aura, and the size was right, anything would suit them well.

Gu Yanxi didn’t pester him further and simply turned to the shop owner, lifting the dress in her hand, and asked, “Auntie, does this come in my size?”

The shop owner aunt only needed to glance once before smiling, “The size you’re holding fits you perfectly, no need to switch.”

Nodding, Gu Yanxi handed the dress to Chen Zixuan, “Hold this for me.”

Watching Gu Yanxi’s efficiency in buying clothes, Chen Zixuan felt slightly embarrassed.

That quick?

She didn’t even bother trying it on, or negotiating about the price.

Aren’t girls supposed to find clothes shopping troublesome? How is Gu Yanxi so adept at this?

Sensing Chen Zixuan’s confusion, Gu Yanxi tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and explained softly, “Auntie has a sharp eye. She just takes one look and knows your size; she’s never been wrong.”

Chen Zixuan nodded and casually found a stool to sit down on while he watched Gu Yanxi continue picking clothes.

Repeating the same steps as before, it took only seven or eight minutes for Chen Zixuan’s arms to be filled with a pile of women’s clothes.

Looking down at the various dresses, Chen Zixuan felt a mix of emotions.

No wonder Gu Yanxi wanted me to come shopping with her—does she always buy this much?

At that moment, a significant question occurred to Chen Zixuan.

According to Aesther, in about twenty days, he would soon transform into his in-game self in the real world.

Right now, there weren’t any clothes in his house that a girl could wear; it’d be a headache when the time came.

And this shop carried so many women’s clothes…

Should he… maybe get a couple of things in advance to keep at home?

The idea surprised even Chen Zixuan.

No way! I’m a hundred percent a man—how could I even consider buying women’s clothes for myself?!

But then, thinking about how he’d have nothing to wear if he really became a girl—wouldn’t he be trapped indoors?

Chen Zixuan found himself in a difficult dilemma.

Maybe it’d be more practical to just buy online.

At this moment, Gu Yanxi also noticed his odd behavior.

She looked at the boy’s fair profile, and a strange thought suddenly popped into her mind.

“It seems like after not seeing him for a few days, Chen Zixuan is looking more and more like a girl…”

Should she… let him try on women’s clothes, too?

She just felt that with his current look, if he wore a dress and a wig, he’d probably look stunning…

Just running over the image in her mind, Gu Yanxi found herself losing control.

So, she started quickly searching the rack. It didn’t take long for her eyes to settle on a pure white camisole dress with lace trim.

Pure and alluring!

Perfect, this one will do!

“Auntie, does this dress come in his size?”

Gu Yanxi held the dress high and asked the shop owner.

The shop owner looked up and flashed her professional smile.

After glancing at Chen Zixuan, she thought to herself, “Young people really know how to have fun these days,” got up from her chair and said gently, “The one you picked is a bit big. I’ll get you a smaller one.”

With that, she went off to the stock room at the back of the shop.

“Is it big?”

Gu Yanxi looked at the dress in her hand, puzzled.

If she wore it herself, it would fit just right. Chen Zixuan was much taller than her—shouldn’t it be small on him, not big…?

Why would it be too big?

But soon enough, Gu Yanxi didn’t dwell on it.

The shop owner’s sharp eye would never be wrong.

Half a minute later, the shop owner came out of the storage room holding a brand-new dress in a clear package and handed it to Gu Yanxi.

Gu Yanxi thanked her, took the dress, and passed it to Chen Zixuan, who was still sitting to the side.

“That’s all. Let’s check out.”

“Okay.”

Chen Zixuan nodded and got up from the chair.

He had been too distracted thinking about buying women’s clothes online just now to even catch Gu Yanxi’s conversation. He had no idea that the women’s clothes he’d been pondering over had already been bought by Gu Yanxi.

Afterward, the two checked out together and got all their new purchases bagged up.

In less than ten minutes, Gu Yanxi had bought a total of eight dresses.

But they weren’t expensive, spending just over nine hundred yuan.

And, since she was a regular, or perhaps because the shop owner liked Gu Yanxi’s straightforwardness, she gave them a special 20% discount—the final price was just over 750 yuan.

After paying with her phone, Gu Yanxi strolled out of the shop like a true young lady.

Chen Zixuan followed close behind, hands full of bags.

After that, Gu Yanxi dragged him to several other shops, but didn’t find anything she liked.

Half an hour later, when Chen Zixuan was feeling almost utterly hopeless, Gu Yanxi finally felt a little tired, so they found a citywide chain restaurant and went inside to rest.

“Have you decided what brand of phone you want to buy?”

Sitting at the table, Gu Yanxi finally remembered what Chen Zixuan wanted today and asked softly.

“I’m not familiar with brands. As long as it works, it’s fine,”

Chen Zixuan replied casually.

But when he thought about how laggy his current phone was, he added, “The price doesn’t matter. As long as it doesn’t lag.”

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