"Why are you wearing this in this heat?" In the clothing store, Chu Ge's face twitched as she tried to stop Qiu Wuji. "Jeans are too hot."
"Mind your own business! How could I be afraid of this little bit of heat?" Qiu Wuji continued her nagging. "I see other people looking beautiful in simple white shirts and blue jeans. At least their legs are covered up, unlike your lewdness." Feeling that "my daughter is growing up and becoming rebellious," Chu Ge was powerless to stop her and could only watch Qiu Wuji enter the dressing room.
A moment later, her eyes lit up.
Qiu Wuji's simple white shirt and blue jeans seemed quite proper to her, her legs covered up... but the skinny jeans clung tightly to her legs, making them appear straight and long. The shirt was casually tucked into the waistband, further emphasizing her slender waist and prominent breasts.
This clearly looked even sexier, didn't it? Whether it was a natural talent for fashion or something she'd seen online, she even sported a high ponytail, exuding a captivating sexiness and energy that was impossible to look away from.
She truly was a clothes hanger; beautiful people look good in anything.
Other customers nearby were already taking pictures with their phones. Qiu Wuji seemed to notice, his brow furrowing slightly.
As a result, all the camera lenses malfunctioned.
Hearing the surprised gasps from the crowd, Chu Ge swallowed nervously and asked in a low voice, "What did you do to them?"
"Just some simple electrical disturbance, didn't damage anything."
"...Actually, I think you know me pretty well, knowing to add that last sentence."
"Hmph." Qiu Wuji asked, "How's this outfit? Doesn't it look strange? Why did they want to take pictures?"
Chu Ge managed to utter two words: "It smells amazing." Qiu Wuji glared at him, recalling that she'd seen the outfit on a cooking video uploader; it seemed normal, and no one in the comments seemed to have any particular preference for this style, so it should be fine.
Too lazy to argue with Chu Ge, he readily paid the bill: "So, why did you come with me to buy clothes? Are you that free? Shouldn't you be writing or practicing your martial arts?"
"I finished my 10,000-word update for today, but..." Chu Ge thought for a moment; things seemed to have gotten busier lately. He needed to exercise and meditate, both of which took up a lot of time. He said, "Shall we go back?"
Qiu Wuji said casually, "You go back."
"?" Chu Ge asked curiously, "What about you?"
"I'm not a child. Why do I need you to come with me every time I go out?" Qiu Wuji said sternly, "Can't I wander around by myself? Have I even explored more than three streets since I came to this world?"
"You don't have an identity..."
"No one checks identities on the street." Qiu Wuji leaned closer, smiling as he looked into his eyes: "I know quite a bit about this world, Chu Ge. You can't fool me."
He wanted to ask, "Are you regretting it a little?" but it seemed unnecessary to ask.
Their eyes met closely. Chu Ge's eyes clearly reflected Qiu Wuji's, but Qiu Wuji's eyes, deliberately concealed by some magic, failed to reflect Chu Ge's image.
Chu Ge stared silently for a long while, then suddenly smiled: "Go early and come back early. Remember, don't be violent, or someone will really check your ID."
He turned and left.
My daughter's grown up, rebellious and disobedient, sob sob, not as cute anymore…
Qiu Wuji pursed his lips, watching Chu Ge's nonchalant departure, wanting to say, "You're faking it again…"
Never mind. He always managed to fake it quite successfully. After all, he knew him too well. He genuinely believed a man should be magnanimous and carefree, even admiring Yan Qianlie's demeanor—he felt it possessed a certain air of a peerless demon lord, far more respectable than the Poison Hand Demon Lord.
He knew everything. What a sly trick.
Conversely, she realized she knew too little about him; was she at a disadvantage...? This inexplicable thought flashed through Qiu Wuji's mind, but she quickly dismissed it and slipped into the nearby subway station.
She'd been wanting to ride the subway for a while.
"Please show your health code." She was stopped before even entering the station.
Qiu Wuji: "?" What's a health code? The drama she watched didn't mention needing one to enter the station.
She looked at the security guard's uniform, which resembled a government office, and slowly retreated from the subway station under the wary gaze of the older woman.
Qiu Wuji's first subway adventure was aborted.
No problem, in the dramas she watched, there were also taxis, though they were supposedly quite expensive.
Qiu Wuji glanced at her WeChat wallet, which had dwindled to a mere two digits due to buying new clothes, and her face fell. She wondered if it would be enough...
A taxi passed by.
Another taxi passed by.
Qiu Wuji waved, but no one paid her any attention.
This isn't right. In the dramas, a wave stops the taxi; why aren't they stopping? The taxi that just passed clearly had a "vacant" sign.
Sect Leader Qiu stood awkwardly waving her hand on the side of the no-parking main road, feeling like passersby were looking at her like she was an idiot.
Suddenly, a taxi slowly drove by, the window rolled down, revealing Chu Ge's smiling face in the back seat: "Go a little further ahead, turn right, that's where you can park."
Qiu Wuji: "..." What to do if she really wanted to blow up this car?
The taxi slowly drove off. Qiu Wuji, unable to carry out her plan, quickly ran over and finally got in.
Qiu Wuji's first independent operation had failed.
The two sat side by side in the back seat, each sitting upright, neither looking at the other nor speaking.
Chu Ge felt the air around her like a powder keg, knowing that if anyone dared to laugh at her, the car would probably be gone...
In the silence, the driver finally couldn't help but speak: "So, where are you going?"
Qiu Wuji finally spoke: "The Miracle Nightclub."
Chu Ge narrowed her eyes slightly.
A nightclub...where did Qiu Wuji know about this place? Was that person who walked through the wall possessed by her?
He saw in the rearview mirror that the driver's eyes had also become somewhat surprised, constantly glancing at them through the mirror.
This place…
Is it indecent?
Chu Ge finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "The one who walked through the wall?"
"Yeah." Qiu Wuji didn't give him the cold shoulder anymore, and said in a low voice, "I'm just going to take a look, I won't do anything reckless, don't look at me like that."
"No wonder you changed into more practical clothes." Chu Ge pouted, the problem is that your outfit is too innocent, it doesn't seem to suit that kind of place.
Wait, that's not right, I don't know what that kind of place is like. If you take what you see in TV dramas seriously, just look at what Qiu Wuji just experienced, a living example of what not to do.
"Since you don't want to do anything reckless, then you'll have to listen to me later." Chu Ge became serious this time, and said in a low voice, "You still want to act outside of me? Don't really think you know everything, if you do whatever you want, you'll most likely get into trouble." Qiu Wuji turned his head to look out the window.
He'd got him all wrapped around his little finger again. So embarrassing.
To Chu Ge's surprise, the Miracle Nightclub wasn't too far. The roads weren't congested at night; a taxi ride would only take fifteen or sixteen minutes.
The two got out of the car. The nightclub's sign was very understated; the lights on the five characters "Miracle Nightclub" were broken, and the facade looked quite old.
Seeing Chu Ge looking up and down, Qiu Wuji finally couldn't help but ask, "With such a short trip, don't tell me you... haven't even heard of this place?"
Damn, is it wrong to be a writer?
Chu Ge said with a straight face, "If I came to places like this often, you probably wouldn't be here." The driver, who hadn't moved and was waiting for passengers, thought: "???"
What's your relationship again?