Chapter 102: Side Story 3: Little Skirt
The merchant had very thoughtfully included a video on how to wear it.
Deng Xi clumsily learned the steps of putting on the clothes from the video and slowly, messily, put on the little skirt.
He knew that this was a dress for human females, but the little mute had said that as long as he liked it, boys could also wear little skirts.
Deng Xi had no psychological burden and put on the puffy, biulingbiuling sequined little skirt with white gauze. The zipper on the back was only halfway up, and a large area of his fair and delicate skin was exposed.
The merman, who had been in the deep sea for years, had skin that was so pale that his exquisite butterfly bones were even faintly pink.
The transparent white silk stockings that had been pulled on with force had created a circle on his thigh, and there was even a beautiful lace garter.
It was a very beautiful wedding dress.
When Si Jisheng came in, Deng Xi had just pulled down the zipper on his back and was hooking the lace garter on his leg with his fingertip, about to pull it down.
His steps instantly paused, and his breathing hitched slightly.
Deng Xi was stunned for a moment, not shy.
In the little merman’s understanding, he did not think that wearing a little skirt was something that he needed to hide from the public’s gaze.
He ran over, the sequins sparkling, like a beautiful little elf, flapping his transparent little wings. His golden hair was so dazzling in the light it became a translucent gold. He pounced into the little mute’s arms. “I saw on the star network that this is the clothes you have to wear for a wedding, so I bought it.”
Deng Xi spun around. “It’s so beautiful.”
It was sparkling.
Si Jisheng’s chest heaved slowly. After a moment, he replied in a low, hoarse voice, “Mmm, it’s very beautiful.”
He was not referring to the skirt.
After he had put it on, this skirt had become even more beautiful.
Deng Xi was a little troubled. “But I think I bought the wrong one.”
Si Jisheng denied, “You didn’t buy the wrong one. If you like it, you can wear it like this.” He said in a deep voice, “If you don’t like it, then change.”
Deng Xi’s eyelids curved, and he nodded his head.
After trying it on, it was time to take it off.
The white silk stockings were a little tight on Deng Xi’s legs. He sat on the side of the bed and swayed his legs. Si Jisheng half-squatted in front of him and helped him take off the stockings on his legs.
When Deng Xi pulled up the hem of his skirt, he noticed that there was another lace garter above.
It was in the shape of a hollow, and there was a heart right in the middle. After the complicated clasp was unfastened, the lace garter fell to the ground, revealing the heart-shaped mark that had been made on his leg.
It was a little itchy.
Just as Deng Xi was about to look down, a dry, light kiss landed on his leg like a feather.
The little merman’s ears instantly turned red, and he dazedly lowered his eyes to look at the little mute. Because the hem of the wedding dress was a bit large, when the kiss landed, the man’s face would slightly touch the puffy lace of the little skirt, and the tip of his straight nose would sink slightly into the hem.
Although he had only worn it for a little while, the skirt was filled with the little merman’s warm, fragrant scent.
Deng Xi stammered, “Little Mute, why, why did you kiss me?”
Si Jisheng slightly propped himself up and raised his eyes. “There’s no why.”
He had wanted to kiss, so he had kissed. There was no reason.
Si Jisheng asked in return, “Can’t I kiss?”
Deng Xi was so pressed he couldn’t say a single word.
He could kiss, but how could he suddenly kiss such a place?
And he had to ask him like this.
The leg stockings were pulled loosely, and the little skirt, which was not zipped up, would slip down with a slight movement.
He had promised to help him take off his clothes, but the little mute had lied.
So bad.
Deng Xi buried his head in the man’s shoulder and neck. This time, he had persisted for a little longer, but he still couldn’t escape the fate of sobbing and crying until he couldn’t breathe.
The transparent white silk stockings were not taken off until the end. On the contrary, there were a few more scratches that had been accidentally torn in the chaos because of Deng Xi’s excessive struggling, and they had become tattered.
In the end, it had become completely unusable. It was thrown into the trash can, wet with a transparent, clear liquid.
The knee-length wedding dress was washed clean by the mechanical butler, then dried again, and hung back in the master’s cloakroom.
But the first thing the little merman saw when he woke up the next day, he angrily stuffed it into a small corner of the cloakroom.
He never wanted to see it again.
