Ultra: Dark Tiga, but the silver-haired beautiful girl

Women's clothing stores are mysterious.

At least that's true for Li Xiaobai.

After all, as a stay-at-home who has been single for two lifetimes and basically never goes out, she has never been there once.

Just like adolescent boys who are crazy about girls' dormitories, women's clothing stores have always been a strange area in her heart.

In fact, when they get older or have a girlfriend, boys will find that there is no difference between the so-called girls' dormitory and the boys' dormitory. It's just that the people living there are of different genders. Girls are also too lazy to pack up and leave their clothes everywhere. So, it is never the location that is attractive, but the time that has become hazy and ambiguous under the filter of the opposite sex that the ignorant teenagers have cast on those years.

But Li Xiaobai obviously does not fall into the two categories mentioned above: being old or having a girlfriend.

Although he lived two lives, he was never very old, and he started from scratch, all over again in his mother's womb.

And I don't have a real girlfriend.

Even in this life I became a girl.

So when she actually entered the women's clothing store, she was a little disappointed.

The so-called women's clothing stores just have more underwear than men's clothing stores.

I don’t know if it’s because the location is too remote, but there are not many people in the store and there is no such thing as a shopping guide.

The only person present was a royal sister with big crimson wavy hair. She was huddled in a chair, lazily flipping through the book in her hands, with half a lollipop stick sticking out of her mouth.

Zhen Muxiang rushed forward excitedly: "Sister Ya, stop slacking off! Look who I brought with me?"

Sister Ya looked up, brushed her hair that had fallen in front of her to her ears with her right hand, and said in a seductive voice, "Who did you bring?"

Makika jumped to the side, revealing the two people behind her: "Dangdangdangdang!"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Sister Ya's peach blossom eyes. She stood up and came in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"What a pretty girl!"

She looked up and down, then walked around Li Xiaobai and Xiao Suo.

Then he looked at Li Xiaobai expectantly: "Can you let me see your face?"

Li Xiaobai felt a little embarrassed when being seen, but he still nodded obediently and took off his hood and mask.

The next moment, a pair of hands reached up.

Xiao Suo's expression changed and he reached out to grab Sister Ya's hand.

Their positions were a little awkward now. Sister Ya obviously wanted to reach out and touch Li Xiaobai's face, but Xiao Suo grabbed her hands firmly and stopped at her face. Li Xiaobai was sandwiched between them, unable to move forward or backward.

Fortunately, Zhenmuxiang quickly pulled Sister Ya away and explained: "I'm sorry, Sister Xiaobai, Sister Ya is a good person in every way, but she is a little..."

"What an artistic face!!"

Sister Ya suddenly shouted, then she squatted down and covered her face with her hands: "Oh my God, why did you let me see this face? What if I can't see it later!"

Only then did Makika say the following words: "Uh, a little crazy..."

Li Xiaobai: It is indeed quite abstract...

Then, Sister Ya suddenly stood up, looking down from her 1.70-meter-tall frame, but her attitude was surprisingly sincere: "Please let me design clothes for you!!"

Li Xiaobai touched his nose and said, "You misunderstood. Actually, I bought clothes for the girl behind me today."

"The girl in the back?"

Sister Ya glanced at Xiao Suo and said, "How should I put it? Although he is also outstanding, he is far inferior to you."

"It's very rude to say that, Sister Ya!"

Makika prompted.

"sorry!"

Sister Ya bowed immediately with a skillful posture, and it seemed that she had done this many times.

"She is telling the truth. I am not worthy of being compared to the master. How can a mere lamp be compared to the sun?"

Xiao Suo said: "But please don't suddenly have physical contact with my master, it will bother me."

Makika threw a look to the side: "Sister Ya!"

"Okay, I understand. That was really rude of me."

Sister Ya bowed again and said, "To express our apologies, we will give you a 20% discount on your purchase."

"Money doesn't matter, just don't hurt the relationship."

Li Xiaobai waved his hand.

"So does this young lady have any requirements for the style?"

In response to the questions raised by Sister Ya, Li Xiaobai gave Xiao Suo an encouraging look.

Xiao Suo did not respond, his face full of confusion.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Makika seemed to have discovered a new world. Then she leaned close to Sister Ya's ear and whispered something.

She deliberately lowered her voice, but the master and servant present were not normal people, so Li Xiaobai had no choice but to listen to Mamuka instilling her own personality into Sister Ya.

"Sister Xiaobai is from a wealthy family. She doesn't go out normally and her family is very strict. Her clothes are basically custom made, so she doesn't know a lot of common sense. Sophia must be someone in the family who came to take care of her. Now that Sister Xiaobai is here, Sophia must not dare to say it directly..."

"Is that so?"

Sister Ya suddenly realized: "So your clothes really fit you well. You can tell from the looks of it that they are designed to fit you perfectly."

So, she waved her hand and said, "Then you don't need to look at all of this. Come in with me and measure the specific data."

"Need not."

Xiao Suo said calmly: "I know our data."

Xiao Suo's words made the two of them look at each other and smile, confirming the accuracy of their guess.

As expected, how is it possible that someone knows both his own and his master's body data so well but doesn't know the styles of clothes?

It must be because of the owner’s presence!

"Then can you come with me? I want to know more about it."

Sister Ya said.

Xiao Suo said nothing and looked at Li Xiaobai.

Feeling Xiao Suo's gaze, Li Xiaobai nodded: "Go, Xiao Suo."

The two people entered the locker room. Just as Li Xiaobai was about to find a chair to sit down and wait, Zhenmuxiang walked over with sparkling eyes.

"Sister Xiaobai, do you think this dress looks good?"

"It looks good. It's cute."

"Then can you put it on and show it to me?"

"what?"

"Ahem, here's the thing. I have a friend who's about the same size as you, but she's not here right now, and I want to give her a surprise. Sister Xiaobai won't refuse the request of an innocent little girl who's worried about her friend, right? d=====(￣▽￣*)b"

Li Xiaobai stared at Zhenmuxiang, a little hesitant: "Is it really such a coincidence?"

"Really? How could I lie to my sister?"

Makika patted her little white rabbit and said, "My sincerity to my sister is evident to all the world!"

"Oh well..."

"Great!"

Zhenmuxiang took off the clothes skillfully, checked the size, and then compared it on Li Xiaobai: "This one looks okay, Sister Xiaobai, why don't you try it?"

"All right..."

Li Xiaobai took his clothes and went into the locker room helplessly.

With a wave of his hand, the magic clothes on his body turned into a set of junior high school version of underwear.

Li Xiaobai put on the white dress awkwardly. You know, she was not quite used to her body yet. In the past, she just put on the magic dress directly, and she had never put on clothes by herself before.

The girl in the mirror has messy silver hair, but it does not affect her beauty. Instead, it has a different kind of beauty. Silver hair, golden eyes, fair skin with no pores, perfect like an angel.

This kind of girl is extremely eye-catching wherever she is, and she is the kind of person that people can tell at first glance that she has nothing to do with them.

She is elegant and holy, and does not belong to this world at all.

But now, I have become myself.

After staring at himself in the mirror for a while, Li Xiaobai stretched out his hand to himself in the mirror in a daze.

The girl in the mirror also reached out her hand to her, and the two hands touched each other through the mirror.

Li Xiaobai sighed lightly and walked out of the fitting room.