Login with GoogleChapter 183: If I'm Guilty, Let the Law Punish Me
Michelle dressed neatly, completely unaware that in her morning daze, she had sent many "benefits" to the silent Mr. Devil.
She tried to make herself look younger and more attractive, not dressing up as a tacky girl.
She let down her braided hair and took off her big black-framed glasses, putting on slightly more colorful clothes.
Arriving at the campus gate, she saw Alena waiting from afar. Alena's attire was much more exquisite than Michelle's, as she didn't have to wear a school uniform. Her choice of personal clothing showcased her clothing taste that surpassed ordinary nouveau riche.
Different people have different tastes in dressing.
People often talk about buyer's show and seller's show, but is it possible that it's not the clothes but the person that's not good enough?
When a person is not good enough, it's not about being too ugly, but rather their taste in clothing is extremely poor.
Some people's outfits can only be described as passable, while others look like artificial mannequins. Some look like models, and some are breathtakingly beautiful. Even better, they make people lose control and want to take the initiative. The top level is when all rational thoughts disappear and there's only one thought in mind... Wow, good-looking.
Top-level art can make people let go of unnecessary thoughts, such as... the books drawn by Yuan Fengchong.
Bai Wei was slightly surprised when he saw Alena. He initially thought that despite the good economic development of the Alliance over the years, it hadn't fully embraced market economy fundamentally and maintained a cautious optimism towards capital.
Now he realized that he was wrong. The Alliance had a high degree of openness, and both the increasing material and spiritual needs of the people and the existing productive forces had reached a relatively balanced state. Therefore, the young ladies still had no shortage of clothes to wear.
During the Empire era, the top noble young ladies never wore the same clothes again. Each dress could only make an appearance in public once. Nowadays, it's not as luxurious as that, but beautiful skirts could still fill up an entire Hailan Home store.
Bai Wei had to admit that after being an emperor for a long time, his sense of aesthetics had gradually become assimilated by the West. The girls from Yingzhou were considered very beautiful to him, but it felt like a sense of coming home when he returned to the Alliance. The abundance of beautiful young ladies walking around, fair and beautiful Westerners, were all foreign babes.
After seeing plenty of black hair on the streets, one can feel bored. At first glance, they all resemble seaweed, lacking originality. But then, looking at the flashy hair and the mix of different races walking on the streets of the alliance, there is a comforting feeling of seeing simple things in life.
Michelle was pulled by Alena's hand as the two girls began their day off with a shopping trip.
Bai Wei didn't want to follow but had no choice but to keep up. As he listened to the intimate conversations between the young girls, he felt his thoughts gradually being assimilated.
Yet he couldn't say a word. As a third party following two young girls, he even knew the latest fashionable bra models.
What's the use of knowing this?
Are you buying it for my sister?
Simozi doesn't need something that big, she's more suited for a sports tank top!
Such a big one would be more suitable for Saki Jingūji, but this brand isn't sold in Yingzhou!
Bai Wei restrained the urge to make sarcastic remarks as he watched Alena and Michelle bustling around in the lingerie shop.
“I think this one is good," Alena picked up one with a rose pattern and lace trim.
"It's too, too mature!" Michelle blushed, "Let's pick another one, this one!"
She picked up one with a bear pattern.
“This one is too childish, if someone sees it..." Alena shook her head.
“How could anyone see it!" Michelle said, "As long as it's comfortable, who cares about the style."
“People who wear mature lingerie can mature quickly, while those who wear childish lingerie will always have a childlike heart," Alena teased, "When you have someone you want to show your lingerie to, you will definitely choose the one I'm holding without hesitation."
Michelle shook her head repeatedly, "No way, I wouldn't do that."
She looked down and poked her finger, "I wouldn't..."
What girl doesn't have romantic thoughts? She thought about the future and couldn't help but cover her burning face.
Alena blinked, "But it's still too early for Michelle. So, you can keep wearing that set."
Michelle, unhappy with being teased, said, "Do you always wear such mature lingerie? Are you ready to show it off to others?"
Unabashedly, Alena unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her bra.
Michelle was stunned, not knowing if she was shocked by the bra's design or by Alena's bold act of exposing her skin.
Alena also blushed a bit but said earnestly, "It's better to be prepared!"
Actually, she grew too fast. By the age of fifteen, her figure had already surpassed Sasha who was over five hundred years old. The childish styles no longer fit, so she had to switch to adult sizes. Sasha was heartbroken and angrily scolded the tasteless choice, feeling that Capesh's excellent lineage was being wasted.
Michelle and Alena continued to visit several lingerie stores and eventually returned to the initial one, where they bought two different sets of underwear.
One set was mature in style, while the other was for regular use. It's always good to be prepared, even if no one can see what you're wearing underneath, just like painting your nails and wearing sneakers. It's hidden inside but necessary when needed.
A certain "ghostly figure" hovered behind them, unsure where to look. In this specialty lingerie store, men rarely entered on ordinary days, and if they did, they mostly waited outside.
The female shop assistants in the store were also ready to promote the products, opening up their chests to show off the figure-enhancing styles. They served as both salespeople and models, doing triple the work and earning double the salary.
Bai Wei had seen too much and exclaimed that he couldn't handle it anymore. Even if he closed his eyes, he could still hear their conversation. After finally finishing the morning of shopping, several lingerie brand names were deeply imprinted in his mind.
They even had different opinions on the wearing experience of these brands, with one brand in particular receiving endless praise. In this regard, one had to try them on to truly know. Alena would even come out of the fitting room and admire herself in front of the mirror, despite there already being mirrors inside. She wanted to show off her great figure and display the effect of wearing the lingerie.
Bai Wei glanced a few more times and even noticed a faint mole hidden between the cleavage on the inner left side when she adjusted the height.
Michelle wasn't as bold, but Bai Wei couldn't help but look.
Girls from the Alliance countries are quite daring... Even the more reserved ones don't particularly mind exposing their skin.
In Yingzhou, where sailor uniforms hadn't even started to become popular, such colorful scenes couldn't be seen at all.
By the time summer arrived, the beaches in the Alliance countries were filled with a large group of beautifully dressed women in swimsuits. There were representatives of various races, ranging from thin to slightly plump, heights varying from 1.5 meters to 3.9 meters, from two legs to four legs, and even those with no legs. There were individuals with smooth skin, and those covered in furry hair. Some had just one head, while others had heads full of hair. There were those without tails, and even those whose tails could grow back if severed. Everything could be found.
Europa's unique sense of openness.
The introverted Easterner didn't know where to look, although he had already taken a peek on Michelle's shoulder and had a satisfying view.
Amituofo, the fault is not mine.
Bai Wei silently recited in his heart: Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Emptiness is indeed emptiness... hmm?
The two girls were completely unaware that their casual shopping had aroused the desires of a certain lonely man, and he had shamelessly ogled their proud figures. However, they continued to happily stroll, like two chattering sparrows.
However, does buying underwear mean everything is settled and calm?
The answer is in the negative; the torment has only just begun.
Men go shopping in a straight line, heading directly to their destination, looking at goods, negotiating prices, and then paying and leaving.
Women go shopping in a slithering path like a greedy snake; no one knows how the next step should be taken, including themselves.
The mall was large and bright, filled with a wide variety of goods, dazzling the onlookers. The speed of the alliance's development in the past five hundred years was so fast that even its creator, Bai Wei, couldn't fully comprehend it. It made one wonder how innovative human thinking could become, just by looking at the goods and shops.
The Graveyard Library, as the name suggests, was a supernatural library with its own graveyard flavor. It sold various books and also provided a café and a comic house. Inside, there were many graves to choose from, and numerous undead beings served as waiters. There was even a listening function where, once activated, a ghostly lady would emerge from the wall and read books aloud for you.
In the environment of the Underworld Ground Estate, listening to the ghostly lady's rhythmical recitation of a poem titled "Passionate Rebel," which praised the mentors and great pioneers, was quite an experience.
Could it be that the Revolutionary Empire Command Team has even extended its operations to the Underworld?
This has already entered an artistic realm that is difficult for humans to comprehend... But surprisingly, business is thriving here, and the taste of the drinks is also good. However, the naming style is equally supernatural, with names like Zombie Infusion, Death Blossom Elixir, Corpse Fragrance Rotten Tea, and Human-made Juice... Lemon water is just lemon water, flower honey is just flower honey, milk tea is just milk tea, and fruit juice is just fruit juice. There's no need for such naming styles.
Curiously, Alena felt extremely at ease here and even said it felt like being back home. Did her Blooded lineage instantly activate upon arriving at the graveyard?
After reading for a while, they were actually reading romance novels.
And Bai Wei stared at the books on the shelf, "Joined by Dogs," "Jojo's Magical House," "The Fiery Yasuo," "Magical Girl Xiao Yuanshu," "The Disaster of the Great Sage Qi Tian," "Underground Horse Racing, also known as Secret Masa"... Damn, what kind of stupid book titles are these? I really want to read them, I really want to!
Unfortunately, I can't read them.
Bai Wei sighed silently in her heart, this was simply torture... Listening to them discuss romance novels, and not being able to reach for that book "The Lord of the Rings Lovers," it felt like being a little girl sitting on the toilet, unable to poop, and suddenly fainting and being rushed to the hospital...
Bai Wei didn't want to look anymore, he thought maybe he should quit today, but unfortunately, time kept passing, and he couldn't quit at all.
... If I am guilty, please let the law punish me.
