Chapter 10: The Skirt Part 3

His current shoes did not match the skirt, so after coming out, he kicked them off and stepped barefoot onto the floor.

The cool floor made Tao Zhi’s toes curl instinctively upon contact.

Tao Zhi’s feet were very white.

Faint blue veins traced his instep, his toes round and neatly trimmed.

The curling motion brought a faint blush under his nails, which quickly relaxed.

In some ways, Tao Zhi was very conservative and traditional.

So the pose he chose for the photo was relatively tame.

He sat properly, legs slightly extended to show a bit of calf, hands holding the phone, shooting from above downward.

Click. The sound finally drew Fu Zheng’s attention away from Tao Zhi’s toes.

Then, a phone screen appeared under his eyes.

“Is this okay?” Tao Zhi asked.

Fu Zheng snapped back and looked at the photo.

Very white.

Very slender.

Very pure……

But—

How to put it.

It was not bad-looking, just too stiff. Not seductive, more like completing a task. Nothing like the previous photos.

Tsk.

He had thought Tao Zhi was dumb and honest before, but who knew an honest guy could play sly too.

And Tao Zhi was completely oblivious to the issue, looking at him with soft, innocent eyes as if to say—

I’m obedient, right?

Hmph.

Fu Zheng was not fooled by his pure demeanor at all.

Imagining Fu Si Heng’s downfall several times over, Fu Zheng finally quashed the weird feelings bubbling up.

He snatched Tao Zhi’s phone directly, found one of the photos he had seen earlier, and showed it to him: “Retake it. Like this.”

On the screen: a girl lying flat on the bed in a pretty nightdress, legs bent up.

……A bit revealing.

The hem rested right at the thigh root, the slender legs rubbing together, full of allure.

Tao Zhi’s face fell instantly, looking pitiful.

“Go on.” Fu Zheng urged.

“Oh……” No choice; the boss had spoken.

Tao Zhi took back the phone and climbed the bed ladder.

He had no idea that climbing a ladder in a skirt was dangerous.

The skirt was already short; the upward leg motion made the hem sway. And with Tao Zhi up high, Fu Zheng nearly glimpsed his—

Fu Zheng’s face exploded red in an instant. He turned away sharply, biting his teeth and muttering under his breath.

“……?” Tao Zhi gripped the ladder rails and turned, confused: “What now?”

“Nothing.” A stiff voice.

“Holy shit.” Unable to hold back, Fu Zheng ruffled his hair and headed for the door: “I’m stepping out for a smoke.”

“Oh.” Tao Zhi responded, puzzled, thinking Fu Zheng really cursed a lot……

–

With a reference, Tao Zhi completed the task flawlessly.

He replicated the photo’s angle almost one-to-one.

Soon, a new photo was born.

Tao Zhi’s skin was very fair, especially in areas rarely exposed to the sun.

Snowy, delicate flesh that looked stunning straight out of the camera without edits. Graceful, straight, slender leg lines. At the photo’s edge, a bit of skirt hem peeked out, lightly pressed down by neatly manicured fingers.

——Because Tao Zhi felt it was too exposing; he had to hold it down to feel slightly secure, preventing any exposure that might reveal he was a guy.

He did not realize that this half-hidden style, with the shadowy crease under the skirt, was even more tantalizing than a model’s shot.

Tao Zhi glanced at it, saw it was covered, figured it was fine, and sent it to Fu Zheng first.

Fu Zheng took several minutes to reply: 【Good. Send it to Fu Si Heng.】

Tao Zhi did.

Task complete, Tao Zhi sighed in relief, about to change out of the skirt when Fu Zheng messaged again.

Fu Zheng: 【Sent the photo?】

Tao Zhi: 【Yeah yeah yeah. [Little bunny nods obediently.jpg]】

Fu Zheng: 【Okay.】

Fu Zheng: 【Now withdraw it.】

Tao Zhi: 【Huh?】

Fu Zheng: 【No buts, do as I say. After withdrawing, say you sent it by mistake.】

Fu Zheng: 【Make it coquettish.】

Tao Zhi: 【Oh.】

Did not get it, but obeyed.

The next second after sending, Fu Si Heng replied.

Fu Si Heng: 【Who was that for? Fu Zheng?】

Huh?

Tao Zhi’s eyes widened in surprise. Several seconds later, he replied.

Little Cute Bunny: 【Nooo…… Just took it for fun, sent by accident.】

Fu Si Heng: 【Oh.】

Tao Zhi hurriedly forwarded the chat to Fu Zheng, asking how to reply next.

But Fu Zheng did not reply instantly.

……

Fu Zheng was checking his balance at the moment.

He had set aside 50,000. Makeup and clothes cost 13,888; another 10,000 to make Tao Zhi willingly take photos.

300 from last night’s designated driving, 100 for breakfast today.

The second young master Fu, who had never worried about money, now felt it was utterly insufficient—

Tao Zhi looked stunning in drag, but one skirt was too monotonous.

He had just asked Rong Huai about new clothes, and Rong Huai sent a bunch of photos.

Each suited Tao Zhi perfectly, but none were cheap.

Damn.

Fu Zheng did not even smoke, lips pressed tight, thinking he could just eat at the cafeteria from now on.

……

Fu Si Heng seemed to notice this too.

Close brothers sometimes shared uncanny rapport in bizarre ways.

Just as Tao Zhi thought the chat with Fu Si Heng was over, his phone buzzed repeatedly.

He looked down.

Fu Si Heng: 【That’s yesterday’s skirt, right?】

Fu Si Heng: 【Why not change?】

Fu Si Heng: 【Picture】

Fu Si Heng: 【Picture】

Fu Si Heng: 【Picture】

……

Seven or eight skirt photos in a row, all types. Tao Zhi scrolled down.

Fu Si Heng: 【Like any?】