"B-Bomb?"
Fang Qiu's outstretched hand trembled slightly.
"Rest assured, I've checked it. It's just an ordinary plush toy."
Hu Tao said with a smile.
"I see."
Fang Qiu breathed a small sigh of relief. It gave her a fright; she had thought it was some kind of booby-trapped doll.
As expected, she had watched too many absurd war dramas in her past life. After all, in those dramas, practically anything could hide a bomb. She had even seen one where a bomb was hidden inside a steamed bun; you take a bite, throw the other half, and...
Boom, it explodes.
Hearing the name "Jumpy Dumpty," she had subconsciously assumed it was also a plush toy disguised as a bomb.
But thinking about it carefully, how could an innocent, naive little girl possibly turn a plush toy into a bomb? Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't know how. Even Fang Qiu, a young person from the twenty-first century, didn't know how to make a bomb, let alone a little girl.
But then again.
To actually be scared by a name given by a little girl... honestly, it was a bit embarrassing...
Fang Qiu gently stroked the plush toy called Jumpy Dumpty. It felt very soft and warm, and the materials seemed quite high-quality. If only this plush toy weren't so big, it would surely be very comfortable to hug while sleeping.
What a pity.
Just as Fang Qiu was sighing inwardly, Xiangling also presented her gifts.
"This is from me, and this one is from Guoba."
Xiangling produced two boxes, one large and one small, and spoke.
"Wu."
Guoba, standing by her side, also waved his hand.
"Thank you, Xiangling, and you too, Guoba."
Fang Qiu accepted the gifts with a smile.
"Hurry up and open them. Xiangling wouldn't even tell me what she bought."
Hu Tao also looked curious.
"Can I open them now?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"Of course you can."
Xiangling nodded and said.
Seeing that Xiangling didn't mind, Fang Qiu first opened the small rosewood box on top.
Click.
A soft sound.
The moment the small box was opened, a refreshing fragrance wafted out.
"Is this... solid perfume?"
Looking at the paste-like substance in the rosewood box, which somewhat resembled the hand creams or facial cleansers from her past life, Fang Qiu asked subconsciously.
"Yes."
Xiangling nodded and said, "Since I didn't know what would be good to give, I went to ask Ying'er. So, she helped me make this box of Silk Flower solid perfume. She said it can enhance a girl's charm, and it also has a calming effect. It should be very useful to apply a little when writing."
"I see. Thank you, Xiangling."
Fang Qiu nodded with a smile.
Although the charm-enhancing effect was completely unnecessary—after all, when she walked down the street now, passersby often stared at her. Those who didn't know better probably thought some celebrity was passing by...
However, the calming effect was excellent, and writing novels required particular focus.
Not bad.
After closing and putting away the wooden box, Fang Qiu opened the larger box.
Inside was a garment.
Before Fang Qiu could ask, Xiangling spoke somewhat awkwardly, "Ying'er helped me pick this outfit too. But since I didn't know your measurements, the size was estimated by Ying'er based on her memory of seeing you before. I don't know if it fits, so Fang Qiu, you should try it on first."
"Eh? N-Now?"
Fang Qiu paused.
"Mhm."
Xiangling nodded and said, "Hurry and put it on so we can see."
"But..."
Fang Qiu's pretty face flushed red, her expression full of hesitation.
"Since Xiangling said so, Fang Qiu, just try it on," Hu Tao added.
"Alright."
Seeing their persistence, Fang Qiu could only sigh slightly and agree.
However, she didn't intend to change right in front of them. Holding the clothes, she walked behind a screen in the room.
After all, even though Hu Tao and Xiangling were both girls and Guoba was just a pet, changing clothes while being watched by them was still too shameful.
This seemed to be where Hu Tao usually changed clothes; it was even furnished with a bronze mirror.
Fang Qiu quickly stripped off her clothes until she was completely stark naked. Looking at herself in the bronze mirror and feeling the slightly chilly air of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Fang Qiu couldn't help but shiver.
A terrifying thought had just drifted through her mind.
That is, if she turned around to grab the clothes, would her reflection in the mirror not turn, but instead continue staring at her...?
Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle and her hair stand on end.
Fang Qiu shook her head, shaking these strange thoughts out of her mind, and turned to take out the clothes Xiangling gave her from the rosewood box.
It was a purple cheongsam.
She didn't look at it closely and put it on directly.
However, after putting it on, Fang Qiu suddenly realized something was wrong.
This cheongsam actually had high slits.
The slits went all the way up to the base of her thighs.
She glanced at herself in the bronze mirror. Her perfect figure was displayed vividly under the wrapping of this cheongsam.
Her rounded, perky chest, her waist that could be grasped with one hand, her slender arms, and that seductive, half-concealing high-slit hem.
This...
This is too shameful!
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