Chapter 200
Ultimately, Bai Xuechao still put on the outfit Yuan Lan had chosen for him.
As he walked out of the cloakroom, he couldn't help but quietly sigh in relief, feeling a false sense of rebirth. It wasn't because the clothes and accessories looked good, but because he was finally liberated.
Comparing Yuan Lan with Liu Jingchun, their obsession with dressing him up was truly on par.
Was it really that interesting to watch others put on clothes you picked out?
Xiao 6 sharply commented: Oh my, "Miracle Xuexue" it is! (Tactical lean back)
"Little Xuechao, how do I look in this?" Yuan Lan's gentle and sweet voice sounded from behind.
Bai Xuechao turned around, not expecting that in such a short time, Yuan Lan had already changed into a dark camel-colored windbreaker with a short front and long back design, and had accessorized it perfectly.
The windbreaker had epaulets above the shoulders, emphasizing the shoulder lines, making Yuan Lan's shoulders appear broader and his figure taller. Below the V-neck lapels was a white shirt, with the first few buttons unfastened, revealing a blue diamond-studded necklace around his neck.
To be honest, it looked good, but—
Bai Xuechao looked at Yuan Lan's dark camel-colored windbreaker, then at his own coffee-colored suit jacket; then he looked at Yuan Lan's somewhat retro outfit, then at his own outfit which had some steampunk elements but was actually still retro; finally, he looked at the thin string necklace Yuan Lan was wearing, its design clearly from the same series as the brooch pinned to his own chest.
Overall, their outfits were in the same color scheme. Not only were the styles similar, but their accessories were also from the same series. The long and short styles of their clothes echoed each other, effectively turning two unrelated outfits into matching couple's wear.
Bai Xuechao: "..."
Brother, were you afraid that Mu Xinyue wouldn't hate him enough, wouldn't poison him?
And he asked him how it looked? What a twisted sense of humor.
But Bai Xuechao had to be supportive. He believed that with Yuan Lan's passionate "help," he would be poisoned by tomorrow at the latest... no, today.
So Bai Xuechao looked at Yuan Lan, maintaining his persona (?), and said indifferently, "It's alright."
This was considered an affirmation.
Yuan Lan immediately found the phone he had placed aside and chuckled lightly, "I feel like our outfits match very well, how about we take a picture?"
Good, good, good. He had let Yuan Lan off without a few insults, but Yuan Lan didn't let him off.
There were too many things that could be done with a photo together. Such malicious intent.
Go ahead and take it. It would be best if Mu Xinyue saw them taking pictures directly.
He didn't know if Bai Xuechao's words had magic or if Yuan Lan had timed it deliberately, but just as Yuan Lan put one arm around Bai Xuechao's waist, held up his phone with the other, and lightly leaned his forehead against Bai Xuechao's for a "closeness" photo, Mu Xinyue pushed the door open: "Yuan Lan..."
Seeing the intimate scene of the two people inside, Mu Xinyue only paused for a moment before instantly regaining her composure. After all, Yuan Lan was still holding his phone, so it was obvious they were taking a picture.
It was just that the clothes were a bit of an eyesore. It was obvious that Yuan Lan had styled them both. Hmm, just a little, really, just a little. She would absolutely not define these two outfits as couple's wear, absolutely not! They were just ordinary, two similar styles, as long as they were two acquaintances... no, even strangers could wear them!
"I brought the fruit." Mu Xinyue said, carrying a fruit platter into the bedroom.
Yes, she brought a fruit platter, and the fruit Yuan Lan asked her for on the phone was also on it. All the other fruits were cut into small pieces, but this one wasn't.
Mu Xinyue placed the fruit platter in the center of the coffee table.
She couldn't help but glance at Bai Xuechao.
Although she knew they were just taking pictures and the clothes might have been chosen for visual harmony, Mu Xinyue still felt a bit jealous. Because in the past, she had always been the one to ask Yuan Lan to take photos, but now Yuan Lan was holding the phone, and it was his own phone, clearly indicating that he had actively wanted to take a picture with Bai Xuechao.
Thinking this, she felt Bai Xuechao's presence becoming more and more of an eyesore. He had taken almost all of Yuan Lan's attention and made Yuan Lan treat him specially.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
However, when Mu Xinyue's gaze rested on Bai Xuechao's face, intending to curse him inwardly to make herself feel better, seeing his pale skin like ice and snow, and his white hair the same color as Yuan Lan's, along with his exquisitely beautiful features that would make people doubt their reality, she couldn't bring herself to curse him. She even felt a little sorry for him.
Especially when those eyes, even more beautiful and translucent than a Moussaieff Red Diamond, gazed at you peacefully...
"What's wrong?" Bai Xuechao asked, looking at Mu Xinyue.
Mu Xinyue had been staring at him for a while; it was difficult to pretend not to notice.
Hearing Bai Xuechao's voice, Mu Xinyue immediately snapped back to reality, startled to realize she had been staring blankly at Bai Xuechao!
She glanced at the current situation. Yuan Lan and Bai Xuechao were both standing in front of the sofa, not yet seated. Yuan Lan was still holding his phone, seemingly not having finished taking pictures.
In a few short seconds, she thought of something and spoke, "Bai Xuechao, yesterday you said small feet make it hard to walk."
Bai Xuechao nodded: "Yes, what about it?"
"I said I'd ask my family first and then tell you if that view was correct." Mu Xinyue looked at Bai Xuechao's crimson eyes and said earnestly, "I asked. My family said it hasn't been verified and has no scientific basis."
Oh, she actually went and asked.
"Is that so?" Bai Xuechao cooperatively made a realization expression, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Yuan Lan, finding that he was smiling. He didn't know if Yuan Lan was laughing at him for annoying the serious Mu Xinyue, or at Mu Xinyue for being too naive and being played without realizing it. He continued, "Indeed, I also heard it from others, similar to an experience summarized by the common people."
The previous matter was thus dismissed.
Mu Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had asked yesterday, otherwise, she wouldn't have had anything suitable to say just now.
"Come on, eat fruit, eat fruit~" Yuan Lan put away his phone and sat directly on the sofa, looking at the exquisitely arranged fruit platter on the coffee table. "Did Miss Mu cut all these herself?"
At the same time, Mu Xinyue and Bai Xuechao had not yet sat down, and they exchanged glances across Yuan Lan.
Mu Xinyue had already walked to Yuan Lan's side, looking as if she was about to sit next to him. Her gaze seemed to tell Bai Xuechao to be sensible and not to be an eyesore.
Although Bai Xuechao could sit on Yuan Lan's other side, he had no particular desire to sandwich Yuan Lan between himself and Mu Xinyue. He simply sat on the single sofa beside them. This position was a bit far, but he could still reach the fruit platter on the coffee table by extending his arm.
Mu Xinyue, having her wish, sat next to Yuan Lan. As she sat down, her shoulder lightly touched Yuan Lan's shoulder. She replied, "Yes, I cut them all myself."
She finished speaking and looked at Bai Xuechao: "You're going to eat this fruit, right? I picked two. It's not suitable for cutting into pieces, so I didn't cut it, but they've already been washed, so you can just pick them up and eat them."
"Okay, thank you." Bai Xuechao reached out to take it gracefully.
The fruit platter had been arranged in a pattern by Mu Xinyue, with the two white fruits placed in the very center, like two decorative pearls.
He picked up the white fruit.
At this moment, he noticed something was wrong.