"Ah, from childhood to adulthood, the one Iâve always envied the most is my younger brother."
Bai Xiqin sighed along with him, resting her head on Leng Yebaiâs shoulder, looking lost.
Leng Yebai glanced down at Bai Xiqinâs mouth, which wanted to turn upward but she forced it to remain restrained, his eyes bending slightly.
Bai Yifanâs mouth involuntarily curved up, he almost burst out laughing.
Turns out, he was in bliss but didnât realize it; he is the most pampered little emperor at home!
In places Bai Yifan couldnât see,
Bai Xiqin extended a finger to pinch Leng Yebaiâs arm to stop herself from laughing, putting on a pitiful appearance.
As for why she pinched Leng Yebai, it was because Bai Xiqin feared pain.
Pinch on Leng Yebai, feel the pain on Bai Xiqin.
The effect was the same.
Bai Anhai gazed toward the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a perfectly curved smile that avoided Bai Yifanâs view.
"Ahem, sis, donât worry. If they wonât treat you well, I will!"
Upon seeing Bai Xiqinâs "pitiful" appearance, Bai Yifan hurriedly comforted the neglected Bai Xiqin.
"Well, can you help me attract those traffickers?" Bai Xiqin looked toward the pitch-black town outside the window with a troubled expression, "The air outside is too stinking; it makes me uncomfortable. Can you do me a favor?"
"I can, itâs just that I canât wear a dress!"
Bai Yifan was strongly resistant to wearing a pink little dress.
"What? Weâve talked to this extent and you still donât want to go?"
Wang Yiyunâs violent temper was starting to flare up.
She had prepared the makeup and wig; saying no now was not an option.
A challenge even greater than giving zombies a makeover was squandered just like that?
"Mom, a man shouldnât wear dresses for no reason!" Bai Yifan weakly retorted, "Itâs so damaging to a manâs dignity!"
"So, you donât want to go?"
Wang Yiyun silently placed the makeup on the table, her fingers creaking.
Talking didnât work, so she had to resort to the most traditional persuasion method.
Hit the son, and the pain is felt by the mother.
Wang Yiyun decided to take the self-harm approach.
"Xiao Fan, you said youâre the best-looking here. Go have a walk!"
Liu Jing held in one hand a pink dress pulled from who knows where, while her fingertips emitted a thin frost.
From afar, Bai Yifan felt a chill.
His own mother was more efficient, already walking toward him.
Each step brought immense pressure.
It was clear that if he didnât agree, a brutal scene of "beating the son" would soon unfold.
"Iâll go, fine!" Bai Yifan looked at Wang Yiyunâs creaking hand and said viciously with clenched neck, "But canât wear the pink dress!"
"If not a dress, then what!" Liu Jing raised the pink dress in her hand, smiling with deep meaning, "Think it over."
"... Boys should wear blue dresses; pink is too girly!" Bai Yifan stomped his foot with a stubborn neck, "Absolutely not! Must switch to blue!"
The right to choose a color should be mine, right?
"Oh, then weâll get you a blue one."
Liu Jing quietly put away the pink dress.
Bai Xiqin, perceptive as always, immediately pulled out a blue dress from the space.
There were many clothes stored in the space, especially dresses; Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing endlessly put them in there, all prepared for Bai Xiqin.
Bai Xiqin was taller than Bai Yifan, so the slight difference in height didnât affect the fit of the dress.
"Oh my, Xiao Fan is really a good boy, come here and let Mommy do your makeup!"
Wang Yiyunâs tone changed instantly, squinting as she dragged Bai Yifan over, pressing him onto the sofa.
Various cosmetics were lined up, ready for a big makeover!
"I donât want eyeshadow, too girly." Bai Yifan adjusted to a comfortable position on the sofa, stiffly continued, "The lipstick should be bright red, not that deathly Barbie pink. My lips are thick, donât paint them too outwardly; itâll make them look big. Not too pink blush either, too girly. My face is very white, donât use normal color foundation; use ivory white for a naturally bright look. My face is a bit large, remember to contour it. Remember to powder setting me more; my face is oily, easy to smudge the makeup. Also, my eyebrows are too dark, yellow wigs donât look good; I want a black one, long and straight, soft and smooth, that kind. High heels should be ten centimeters; Iâm short; wearing my sisâ clothes needs height to hold up..."
The Bai Family: ...
So, is Bai Yifan really forced to cross-dress because he canât win against his family?
Or... does he appear steadfastly resistant to cross-dressing publicly, but secretly has a whole makeup plan ready?
Two hours later.
The Bai Family welcomed an esteemed daughter.
The blue and white bus slowly opened, a âgirlâ dressed in a blue dress stepped off with towering high heels.
As soon as âsheâ got off, âherâ fair slender fingers were placed under a delicate nose, with beautifully knitted brows slightly furrowed.
Seems unaccustomed to the decaying air outside.
âHerâ waist, thin and almost fragile, moved gracefully.
Walking neither fast nor slow, like a noble lady stepped out from a costume drama.
Black long hair draped behind âherâ, dancing with the wind.
Fierce sunlight cast on that exquisite face, like a high cold female lead walking out of an anime, proud and beautiful.
The bright red lipstick didnât make âherâ mature, adding a touch of playfulness amidst the high cold.
âHerâ pale face had not a trace of excess flesh, the well-defined jawline marked âherâ face clearly angular, softened only by âherâ gentle white-hued eyes.
With a hint of light blue, âherâ elegant silhouette moved quietly.
Bai Yifan being young, only sixteen, without stubble, nor a prominent Adamâs apple, covered perfectly by a blue gemstone necklace.
A flat chest, yet not giving away; from âherâ face itâs clear âherâ age isnât much.
At first glance, this is a high cold little princess.
No one would mistake Bai Yifan for a boy.
After all, to cover the rough skin, Wang Yiyun used a whole bottle of foundation, coating all of Bai Yifanâs exposed skin.
The Bai Family collectively leaned against windows, staring straight at the cross-dressing Bai Yifan.
"Tsk tsk tsk, if Xiao Fan were a girl, if he scored zero, where would I still have the heart to spank him?"
Bai Anhai sighed while watching Bai Yifanâs back.
He spanked Bai Yifan because Bai Yifan was too mischievous, always causing trouble.
If it were a daughter, Bai Anhai felt he wouldnât be able to hit her if she caused trouble.
Girls should be pampered.
Or theyâd easily be coaxed away by menâs sweet talk.
Bai Anhai glanced at Leng Yebai, debating if he didnât spoil his daughter enough.
"Howâs that, hasnât my skill declined, has it?"
Wang Yiyun was very satisfied with her masterpiece.
...although she listened to Bai Yifanâs directions throughout to pull off this stunning look!
Bai Zhengxuan silently raised a thumb to Wang Yiyun.
If only theyâd known the daughter-in-law had such skill, they would have tried more before the apocalypse, at least for a feast for the eyes!
This way, the elderly couple wouldnât be driven mad by naughty Bai Yifan.
If such a pretty little princess caused trouble, theyâd absolutely never utter any criticism and let her go wild!