Chapter 7

The door was opened by the locksmith who had been called, and Sun Yan entered the house, took out the money, and paid the locksmith.

After the locksmith left, he closed the door and locked it from the inside. After all, the key was lost, and although it was unlikely that anyone who found it would know which house it belonged to, he seemed to be having a bad day, so it was better to be cautious.

Looking at himself, although he had been hit several times at that time, he was actually not seriously injured. He had just rolled around on the ground, covered in dust, and when he hit the scarred youth, the ice cream had splattered, leaving some on his clothes. So he first turned on the TV in the living room for Du Xiangxiang and then went to take a shower.

In the bathroom, he hummed a song while showering, got dressed, and returned to the living room. He found Du Xiangxiang kneeling by the coffee table, watching TV with wide eyes and an open mouth, making her look like someone who really wanted to stuff an egg into her mouth.

Looking at the TV, a pair of ancient-dressed men and women were kissing.

Turning his stiff neck, he saw that she had noticed he had come out. Du Xiangxiang let out a scream, jumped up, and rushed to the TV, fumbling to turn it off. She then turned around, blocking the TV, looking at Sun Yan with a flushed face, as red as a ripe apple, making her look like someone he really wanted to bite.

"I am not... I am not..."

Sun Yan felt that she looked like a little girl caught by her father while watching a love scene.

Come on, really? It's just a kiss; what show doesn't have such scenes these days?

"It's fine, it's fine!" Sun Yan said with a chuckle.

Du Xiangxiang lowered her head, her left fingers touching her right fingers. She hadn't expected such an indecent scene to appear on TV. Would he think she was a slut? Would he think she was a shameless girl?

But it was he who turned on the TV for her... Did he want to...

She glanced at Sun Yan, who had already gone to another room to rummage through things.

***

Sun Yan brought some of his mother's old, still-new dresses and handed them to Du Xiangxiang.

Since he couldn't buy fabric, he had to use these as a substitute.

Du Xiangxiang laid out several sheets of white paper and drew a nine-square pattern with colored pens.

Sun Yan sat on the sofa and watched her kneel between the coffee table and the TV, focusing on her drawing. The nine-square array for the "colored pen clothing method" was larger than the "colored pen cooking method" and "colored pen juicing method," so she had to lift her buttocks and lean forward. Her pleated skirt outlined her round buttocks, perfectly, as if drawn with a compass. Her mature chest, affected by gravity, hung like stalactites, restrained by her bra, gently swaying with her movements. The front of her blouse swung loosely, and through the faint light, one could roughly judge the good development of her inner "rabbits."

Sun Yan thought, she is so beautiful and well-developed... She should be worth a lot of money, right?

Du Xiangxiang turned her head and saw him looking at her, her face turning red again, rosy and tender.

After she finally finished drawing, she placed the dresses Sun Yan had brought into the array, muttered some words, and the dresses began to "particleize." With a flash of colorful light, they started to reassemble. First, a jacket and trousers fell, followed by a blouse and skirt, and then a bra and a delicate pair of panties.

Sun Yan saw that the panties had cute little pink peaches embroidered on them.

"Ah!" Realizing she had been too careless and placed the bra and panties on top, the girl quickly hugged them to her chest, her face turning even redder and more tender.

Since she was wearing an ancient blouse and had an ancient hairstyle, Sun Yan had originally thought that the celestial beings from the sky, like ancient people, did not wear bras and panties. It seemed he was wrong; they were quite up-to-date. However, Sun Yan didn't think she needed to be so nervous; it was just underwear. In school, the girls who lived in dorms didn't care and would hang their underwear out the window.

After making the new clothes, Du Xiangxiang went to take a shower, while Sun Yan, in his room, took out his passbook to do some accounting. He had lost money, spent money on a new lock, and school was about to start. This month, he would have to provide food and lodging for the additional celestial girl, all of which required money.

So, women really are a lot of trouble.

He glanced in the direction of the bathroom, imagining the celestial girl naked, bathing in the steam, with her breasts and buttocks standing out... Should he really sell her?

Unfortunately, although he thought about it, he couldn't do something like human trafficking, especially to a celestial girl who had fallen from the sky and was currently homeless. Sun Yan sighed, put away his passbook, and came to the living room, turning on the TV.

Actually, he used to have a computer, but half a year ago, a group of debt collectors came in and took all the valuable things, leaving only this obviously outdated TV. However, Sun Yan didn't blame them; after all, it was his own fault for having such a mother...

In the bathroom, the celestial girl hummed a song and came out after a while.

At this moment, her bun-like hairstyle was undone, and her slightly damp black hair hung down behind her. She was wearing a sky-blue embroidered blouse and skirt she had made herself. Underneath the thin bra, she wore a honey-colored underbust corset. A colorful sash was tied around her waist, with a butterfly-shaped knot on the right side.

The ancient-style blouse, which could be considered a short skirt by modern standards, lightly covered her abdomen and buttocks, falling to her thighs and covering part of her lower garment. The lower garment, like the underbust corset, was honey-colored but slightly more yellow, while the corset was more pink. Unlike the pleated skirt she had worn before, this lower garment was bell-shaped, accentuating her slender and delicate figure, making her look like a maiden from an ancient painting.

Sun Yan rummaged through the cabinet next to the sofa and found a digital camera. The camera had survived because it had fallen under the sofa half a year ago. He turned on the camera and aimed it at the celestial girl. Du Xiangxiang's face turned red, and she instinctively pushed her hands forward, turning her head away.

With a "click," Sun Yan looked at the screen. The image of the celestial girl, who was both shy and charming, was incredibly beautiful.

He chuckled... He would upload it to Weibo later!

***

The next morning, Sun Yan tumbled out of bed.

He got up with a dizzy head, rubbing his temples, feeling as if his whole head was in chaos.

He hadn't slept well last night, probably because of a nightmare. He couldn't remember what the dream was about, but he woke up feeling weak, as if he had been pressed by a ghost all night.

What was going on? He used to sleep very soundly.

He staggered to the living room, where everything was shining brightly, clearly cleaned again by the diligent celestial girl.

Sun Yan went to the balcony and saw Du Xiangxiang carrying a basin of the clothes they had changed into last night. He asked in confusion, "The clothes are already washed? I didn't hear the washing machine."

Du Xiangxiang opened her eyes wide. "Washing machine?"

"If not the washing machine, what did you use?"

"Colored pens!"

"Oh..." Sun Yan almost slapped himself... How could he be so stupid?

Of course, colored pens!

I said, the person who invented colored pens should have won the Nobel Prize and become even greater than Edison. This is really unscientific. Come to think of it, I don't even know who invented them. It must be because the person invented the most successful and useful thing in history and was deeply envied and suppressed by other scientists and inventors. This world is really dark.

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(As this book just started this week, I haven't really asked for recommendations yet. I didn't expect to see that it had already entered the top seven in the urban new author list and the 31st in the overall new author list. It's only the fourth day of the book's release, and I'm quite surprised. Thank you all for your recommendations and support, and also thank you to the readers who have given me tips. Recommendations and collections during the new book period are very important, so I hope everyone can continue to support me. I will keep working hard! ^0^)

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