Chapter 835
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The sun was a little hot on the streets, but fortunately, there was a breeze, so it was quite comfortable.
Shen Wanqing bit her straw and glanced at the bag of fruits in Fu She's hand. She asked him, "Teacher Fu, are you hungry?"
Hearing this, Fu She shook his head lightly. "Not really."
He had eaten in the morning and had eaten a portion of the roasted cold noodles. With the cup of mango sago in his hand, he did not feel hungry at all.
There was a bench beside them. Shen Wanqing was also quite tired from walking. The bench was under a big tree, so they could rest in the shade.
After the two of them sat down, Shen Wanqing took a sip of the mango sago. She looked ahead and suddenly said thoughtfully, "Teacher Fu … likes cospy?"
Shen Wanqing's words almost made Fu She choke. He coughed softly, his expression indescribable.
He turned around and looked at Shen Wanqing. "You … recognized me?"
Fu She's words made Shen Wanqing raise her eyebrows. The girl turned her head, her beautiful and soft brows carrying a hint of a smile. That pair of clear brown eyes looked at him calmly from the side, her pupils reflecting a hint of a smile that wasn't a smile.
Shen Wanqing's palms supported her cheeks. She looked at Fu She's face and bit on the straw in front of her. She mumbled, "It should be within reason to be able to recognize you. After all, Teacher Fu's looks should be the type that people can't forget after a single glance."
"Teacher Fu … does he like to cosplay as a woman?" The girl suddenly paused and looked at him thoughtfully.
Shen Wanqing could not help but look at Fu She's slender legs.
She still remembered the light-colored long dress that the young man had worn when he cosplayed as Reggie. His long golden hair was noble and cold, and his lake-blue eyes were extremely beautiful even though he was wearing contact lenses.
At that time, his slender legs were half-exposed under the dress. They were smooth, white, straight and slender.
Even a girl like her felt ashamed of her inferiority.
If Fu She really had a fetish for cross-dressing, it would be a little difficult for her … Not to mention that he was so handsome in men's clothes, even Fu She looked so good in women's clothes. She was afraid that if she stayed for too long, Fu She would not like her anymore.
Fu She was stunned when he heard Shen Wanqing's words. W-What?
He looked at the other party's meaningful gaze. Fu She suddenly came back to his senses, and he could not help but clench the milk tea in his hand.
The young man's eyes under the clear lenses were dark, deep and gloomy.
The cinnabar mole at the corner of his eyes was bright red and cold. It was not as seductive as the mole, but it had a unique temptation.
Fu She pursed his lips, and his brows furrowed slightly.
He said helplessly, "I don't like cosplay, I don't like women's crossdressing. Last time, I only wore that because I was tricked and lost. I had no choice but to wear it. "
… So he was not a pervert who liked to wear women's clothes.
Could it be that she had always thought that he liked to wear women's clothes? Was that why she was so close to him, eating and chatting with him?
Did she think that he was a girl?
Fu She could not help but lower his long eyelashes. His eyes were dark under his thick eyelashes, and he was nervous with an unknown emotion.
"Oh, so that's why." The girl opposite him did not notice his nervousness and nervousness. Instead, she looked enlightened when she heard his words.
Fu She slowly looked up. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering half of his sparkling eyes.
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