Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 391 Dressing
391 Chapter 391 Changing clothes

When we came to the heavy curtain of the fitting room, the little brother pulled me into his arms, wrapped his arms around my body, and turned me around into the fitting room.

We all stood in the middle of the room. The younger brother let go of my hand and turned back to close the sliding door. Then there was a metal "click" and the door was locked by him.

The fat man tilted his head and looked across the clothes rack and said "Wow" to Wu Xie, "I seem to smell a strong smell of dog food coming not far away."

Wu Xie chuckled and said, "Screw you, oh, have you made your choice? I've made my choice, I'm going to try it."

The fat man said, "Go ahead, I'll make some more gestures."

Wu Xie picked up a pair of leather shoes with his clothes in his arms and said, "Okay, look at it, I'll try it on." Then he walked towards another fitting room.

The fat man held up a suit and looked at it with a frown, then turned to ask the stylist: "Do we have any larger sizes?"

The matchmaker said to him: "This is the biggest now. If you need the same style in a larger size, you can get it tomorrow."

The fat man pursed his lips and said, "You know, it's too late, so let him do it." After that, he picked up the suit he chose and walked towards the fitting room.

There were no lights on in the fitting room, so it was dark. Although I couldn't see it, it wasn't my first time in the fitting room, so I still knew what was going on here.

The fitting room is not too small. If it is vacant, it can accommodate at least four or five adults. If the layout is not changed, there should be a long solid wood storage sofa bench and a full-length fitting mirror.

My brother and I also picked up a set of clothes and were standing in the center of the fitting room together, so it seemed a little cramped here.

The door closed again, and we were immediately in a dark and claustrophobic space. The boy turned around, and we bumped into each other, which made me suddenly nervous.

Quickly, the little brother touched the light switch on the wall at the door. The light came on, and we were looking at each other face to face.

The light is not very bright. There is a soft white light above the head, and slightly yellowish lights on both sides. The combination of cold and warm tones makes this small space instantly become extremely warm. The little brother is standing in the middle of the mirror to create a ring of halo. Here, a handsome man is a handsome man. This light made him look even more charming. I was stunned and opened my mouth slightly and said "Wow" softly.

After being stunned for a moment, he reached out and hung the clothes on the hook on the wall nearby.

I also came back to my senses and remembered that he came in to try on clothes. My brother's beauty deeply attracted me, but I couldn't just stare at him and watch him take off his clothes. It was so embarrassing and shy.

So I hurriedly turned around and faced the fitting stool and said to him: "Brother, you can try it on, I'll wait for you." Then I sat sideways on the fitting stool, lowered my eyes, looked away, and said to him, "You Don't worry, I won't look around."

It is undeniable that in such a situation, my heart is not without any disturbance. There is such a big and good-looking man in front of me, and he is the person I like, and I have to resist not looking at him. This is not embarrassing. Well, I clenched my little hands tangledly, feeling a little at a loss as I couldn't help but clasping my fingers around.

From the corner of my eye, I vaguely saw him starting to take off his shirt. I slowly turned towards the wall. I thought I couldn't see it so I stopped thinking about it. If I wanted to control my eyes that wanted to look over, I might as well just close them. I got up so that I could calm down, but I couldn't see it. Listening to the faint sound of the fabric of the clothes rubbing against each other, I started to feel a little nervous.

After waiting for a while, listening to his movements, I felt that he should have put on the clothes he was trying on. I thought to myself, why is it not healed yet? Do you want to take a look? But I immediately shook my head and told myself no, no, no, yes. Insist, you can't look at it now. After changing it, he asked you to look at it before turning around, holding your fists, frowning, and pursed your lips.

After thinking about it, suddenly he seemed to have stopped moving, and I didn't dare to turn around.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me up from the fitting stool. I turned around and threw myself into his arms, plowing my face directly into his chest.

He was wearing a snow-white shirt that was open wide. The hem of the shirt swayed as he just pulled me over. His strong and well-shaped muscles that were covered were looming in front of his eyes. Because he hadn't put on the shirt yet, his The waist of the pants was still slightly open, revealing a few small underwear, so I quickly looked away.He grabbed my wrist with one hand and my waist with the other. I looked up at him. His sparkling jewel-like eyes were clear and charming, which made me blush and my heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head slightly and brought his face to mine. In front of me, the soft black hair was sticking to my cheek. He said softly to me: "Come and help me put it on." As soon as these words came out, my ears suddenly felt numb.

He let go of his hand holding my wrist and put both hands on my waist. I nervously stretched out my trembling hands to adjust his shirt, buttoned it, turned the collar, straightened the hem, and put it on my waist. The fabrics on both sides were also straightened, folded back, pressed and stuffed into the waistband of his pants to smooth them out, and the waistband of his pants was pulled flat from both sides and aligned to the front. I thought, I don’t need to do the following steps. I just looked up at him, but his look told me to continue.

With trembling little hands, I pinched the zipper ring with one hand, and held the aligned pants with the other hand. With a click, I pulled the zipper to the end and buttoned it. I thought to myself, it is considered to be dressed. Last time I gave him a sweatshirt in the hospital. , knowing the approximate position of the butt and waist, just lift it up. You have to look at his body carefully with these suit pants, otherwise you may touch him, which is too embarrassing.

I blushed and said to him, "Brother, get dressed."

He reached out and pulled off the belt from the hanger and handed it to me. I looked at him and the belt. It was very clear that he wanted me to tie it for him. I looked at the belt buckle, frowned slightly, and fiddled with it. After understanding how to use the belt buckle, he started to hold the belt head with one hand and touched the belt buckle with the other hand. He put his arms around his waist and started to wear it from the first loop on the left to the right. Pass the first loop through, then insert the belt end into the belt buckle, pull one end until the tightness is moderate, click the belt buckle, and then insert the loose end of the belt into the other belt loop. The buckle was adjusted to the center of my abdomen, and I looked at him again. He was already waiting for me with his tie.

I shook my head slightly and said to him, "I can't tie a tie."

He pulled away the tie and put it on the collar of his shirt. He lifted up my hands and held my small hands in his big hands. He taught me how to tie the tie for him. He stroked my face and said, "Remember." Living?"

I nodded "Yes" and adjusted the shape and tightness of the tie for him. His hand suddenly wrapped around my neck and held my head. His other hand lifted my waist and tilted his head. He kissed me on the mouth. Although it was a bit sudden, I didn't dodge. This time, I didn't stay as stiff and motionless as before. I also wanted to respond to his heart. For the first time, I followed his example and took the initiative to kiss. She pressed his lips, and within a while, the two soft little mouths were entangled together.

After a while, I covered my hot little face nervously and shyly, and put my head on his chest. At first, he wrapped his arms around my little body, and after a while, he covered my little head with one hand, Putting his head tightly against the side of my face seemed a little different from the usual hug.

Since he lost his memory again at the Queen Mother of the West, this time his brother has changed a bit from before. Although he is still a big iceberg, he seems to have melted a bit and is warmer than before. Sometimes he looks a bit like him when he was a child. So this hug The hug probably meant that there was something on his mind, maybe he remembered something again, but he still kept it in his heart and didn't express it.

He hugged me for a while and then took me to the mirror. He looked at himself, touched my face and looked at me again. It felt like he was remembering everything in front of him. He looked at us in the mirror and said: "This It was the first time I felt that the person in the mirror was not an illusion, but real."

I understand what he means. He once said, "Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I often wonder if I really exist or if I am just a phantom." When I heard what he said, I almost cried and couldn't breathe. I feel angry, and even now when I think about it, I feel a pinch in my heart.

I held his face and caressed him gently and said, "Look, are you thinking wildly again? You are real. I have told you before that you are real. You are a person of flesh and blood. How could you be?" Where’s the phantom?”

I kept looking at him, and it seemed that he was still thinking about something. Suddenly a thought flashed through my mind, and I seemed to think of what he might be worried about.

I stood on tiptoes, hugged his neck, kissed his soft face, then hugged his head very dearly, rubbed him cheek to cheek gently, and said softly to him: "We are We grew up together. We have many, many memories. Moreover, I have had a connection with you since I was a child. That connection cannot be seen by others, but it cannot be hidden from me. Believe me, you are you, and you are my Qiling brother. , you are not someone else’s phantom.”

After Zhang Qiling listened to the girl's words, he knew that the girl had thought of what he was thinking, and he thought to himself that he really couldn't hide it from her.

Those things that I have forgotten about amnesia, who I am, this huge knot in my heart has only increased since I arrived in Guangxi. The girl is the warmest part of my memory, and the most real and touchable part, and the other Those should be in the ancient building there.

Zhang Qiling helped the girl in his arms and saw that her expression was full of worry for him. He pouted her mouth again and gently stroked her little head and her face to comfort her.

When I saw him starting to comfort me, I knew that he had either figured something out or had made up his mind. In short, he didn't want me to worry.

After that, he put on his leather shoes and a slim-cut suit jacket. He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and straight body, impeccable appearance and temperament, and is naturally handsome.

Everyone tried on their outfits, then changed back into their own clothes, and packed everything they had chosen. I planned to pick out my outfit at home, but I didn’t choose it at the mall. We made an appointment the next day. We'll meet at the door of Crescent Hotel on time, and we'll go back to our respective homes first.

(End of this chapter)