Chapter 777: The Story of Ling and Heng

Chapter 777: The Story of Ling and Heng (40)

The entire Team One was here, and there were several other teams in this room.

There were all brothers of the base here and indeed, they were all men. There was nothing to be shy about.

Feng Ling paused for a while, and the members in the private room all said that “Admit defeat. Just put on the skirt “.

She hung the skirt neatly in her arms, and out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Li Nanheng, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa. Boss Li was sitting there with a cigarette between his fingers, narrowed his dark eyes, and glanced at her without any intention to help her or force her. He just looked at her as if waiting to see what she could do.

Feng Ling retracted her gaze and went straight out with the skirt.

When she went out with the skirt, whistles of anticipation rang behind her in the private room, and even the damn K rubbed his palms back and forth excitedly as if he had been long expecting to see Feng Ling wear women’s clothing and now this day had finally come.

There were so many empty rooms. Feng Ling didn’t need to go to the bathroom to change. After all, she didn’t know whether to go to the men’s bathroom or the women’s bathroom.

After entering the private room, she locked the door and threw the skirt in her arms onto the table. Then she looked at herself in the mirror. After a minute, she began to undress without hesitation. Although the skirt of Size M was suitable for her, her breast wrap could be seen under this thin, tight-fitting skirt. She might as well remove the breast wrap. Otherwise, her real sex would be found out.

Taking off her uniform and picking up the skirt again, Feng Ling studied this tight-fitting skirt for quite a while before finding how to wear it. The skirt had a long zipper behind that extended from the neckline to the waist.

She hadn’t worn women’s clothing since she was a child. This was her first attempt to wear women’s clothing in life, a sexy tight-fitting skirt…

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The members of XI Base were fantasizing about how Feng Ling who was so fair and tender-skinned like a girl would look like in that skirt, but when Feng Ling finally showed up in the tight-fitting skirt, they were all stunned and speechless.

Although Feng Ling didn’t wear makeup or a wig, with her soft, short hair, she looked like a teenage girl, but in such a sexy tight-fitting sequin skirt, she looked like a pure, innocent middle-school student with a confused look who strayed into a nightclub.

If it weren’t for the cheap skirt that the hotel staff gave them, the people present really wanted her to change into a student skirt, with which she would marvel everyone here.

Besides, although she had been stunningly beautiful, she intentionally exaggerated the effect by putting something on her chest. The fake breasts were so big that people could tell they were fake at first glance. After all, the breasts were so big and even wobbling, which were so fake.

But when they looked down, they found that this guy who came in wearing the black military boots had slender and fair legs. No one expected that Feng Ling who usually wore a loose, black uniform and followed them rolling around in the bullet rain and mud could be so gorgeous. It was a shame that he was a man. If he were a woman, she must be a damn belle.

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If it weren’t for the fact that his “breasts” looked too fake and weird, they would really suspect if he was really a fucking woman. Otherwise, how could he be so beautiful! He was like a beautiful fairy that came in by accident!

“Damn! Feng Ling, do you have any sense of aesthetics! What are these two things on your chest?” The crowd in the private room was shocked and stunned at first, and after someone suddenly said this, they burst out laughing.

“Did you tuck two steamed buns into your clothes? You’re only eighteen. How can you have two such big boobs?! Is it too weird? Only sexy women over 25 years old can possibly have boobs of this size!”

“I just thought my chest was too flat after I put on the skirt and didn’t match this beautiful skirt. Didn’t you want to see me in women’s clothing? You don’t like sexy girls? In order to satisfy you, I specifically asked the waiter outside for two balloons and filled the balloon with water. Don’t these water balloons look more real than things like steamed buns in size and softness?” Feng Ling said calmly.

After all, what she wanted was to dispel their doubts with this exaggerated effect.

“Bullshit! Damn, these two water balloons ruin this skirt!”

“But I have to say, Feng Ling has is the wrong sex. Obviously, she should be a woman. Why are there two pieces missing from his chest?”

“It’s not just two pieces missing from his chest but also an extra piece beneath him, haha…”

Listening to their jesting, Feng Ling remained deadpan. “OK, I’ve already dressed as a woman. These two balloons make me uncomfortable and the skirt is too tight. Can I take them off now?”

With that, Feng Ling turned and was about to go out.

“Hey, come back!” Xiao Xu stood up. “You can’t leave now. Did you forget the rules of punishment? What should you do after putting on the skirt? Who told you that you just needed to put on the skirt? Come on, feed liquor!”

“Yes, yes, come and feed liquor. Who’s the turn now?”

“Boss…”

Hearing it was Boss Li’s turn, Xiao Xu, Han Jin, and others suddenly exchanged glances meaningfully and then, they couldn’t help laughing out loud.

Nanheng had been sitting still on the sofa. The cigarette between his fingers had already burned out. Before Feng Ling came in in the skirt, he had put out the cigarette in the ashtray. After seeing Feng Ling coming in, his eyes fell to her and his dark eyes were so calm that no one could see any emotions in them. He just looked at her without a word, but his eyes never moved away.

Although the members laughed happily and kept urging Feng Ling to sit on Boss Li’s thigh to feed him liquor, Nanheng just sat there still as if it had nothing to do with him, but when Feng Ling looked at him, although he didn’t speak, he leaned back against the sofa, and opened his legs, silently signaling her to come over.

Feng Ling silently glanced at the liquor on the table and the glasses that had not been used and pondered.