sovbooks Chapter 198: Miss Gans First Qipao Experience
Chapter 198: Miss Gans First Qipao Experience
Chapter 198: Miss Gan's First Qipao Experience
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Just as Lin Tian was contemplating how to use these final two weeks to build emotional groundwork with Miss Gan, the system handed him a task that required him to create heartfelt moments during their live stream. Was fostering a closer bond with his partner now considered essential training for a "producer"? Lin Tian pondered this briefly.
Collecting "sweet" emotional points seemed manageable. He didn't need to engage in overtly romantic gestures; simply setting the right mood would suffice. Fans were experts at filling in the blanks—especially CP shippers, who could turn even the most innocent interactions into something steamy. Don't underestimate their imagination. After all, this was the same group that turned bromances into slash fiction.
The third objective, however, posed a challenge: making Gan Yanyu's heart flutter. Lin Tian wasn't exactly clueless when it came to romance, but neither was he a smooth operator. Crafting a genuinely romantic moment that would resonate with her felt like walking a tightrope.
Forcing such a reaction from her wouldn't work—it had to feel natural. That part would have to wait until the live stream. For now, he focused on creating the right atmosphere.
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Early the next morning, Lin Tian stood by the subway entrance scrolling through his phone when he felt a light tap on his left shoulder. Turning, he saw no one—until Gan Yanyu appeared directly in front of him.
Lin Tian blinked, taken aback. "Miss Gan, what's with the outfit?"
Before him stood a vision of retro elegance: a white beret adorned her head, paired with gold-rimmed round glasses and a soft green dress layered under a knitted cardigan. While Gan Yanyu often embraced vintage styles, today's ensemble leaned heavily into an artsy, intellectual vibe—a rare sight.
"How's this? Quite different from usual, huh?" Gan Yanyu grinned, clearly pleased with her look."Indeed," Lin Tian admitted. "You really do resemble a teacher."
She exuded the air of an art instructor—one whose presence might leave behind a faint trace of perfume as they passed by. Curious, Lin Tian leaned closer, sniffing near her shoulder.
Gan Yanyu instinctively recoiled, eyes wide. "What are you doing?"
"Checking if you smell like a teacher."
"And… do I?" she asked softly.
"Yes, pleasantly so." Grinning mischievously, he leaned in again—but this time, Gan Yanyu stopped him, placing a hand against his forehead.
"What kind of hormonal teenager sniffs their teacher? Aren't we adults now, Lin Tian?"
Adopting a serious tone, Lin Tian said. "What if you're younger than me?"
"Even then, I'm still your teacher."
"Fine. Then, why do you dress like this, Miss Gan?" Lin Tian conceded, but asked another question.
Gan Yanyu's cheeks flushed slightly. "Why am I dressed like this, you ask? It's simple—we just got exposed online. Disguising ourselves is necessary. What if someone recognizes us?"
"We're not celebrities," Lin Tian countered. "Who's going to recognize a random internet musician on the street? Though…" He paused thoughtfully. "If you randomly asked someone about ‘Moonlight and Cat,' there's a chance they'd know."
Before he could finish, Gan Yanyu stepped forward and flagged down a passing girl.
"Excuse me," she began politely, wearing a sweet smile. "Do you happen to know Moonlight and Cat?"
The girl, emerging from the subway station, looked confused. Initially assuming Gan Yanyu was hawking TikTok downloads or gym memberships, her expression softened upon seeing the adorable young woman before her. "What moonlight? What cat?"
"You haven't heard of them?"
The girl thought for a moment, then lit up. "Oh! You mean that TikTok account—I've seen it!"
Lin Tian intervened quickly, pulling Gan Yanyu away. "Sorry to bother you!" he called out, dragging her several steps away.
"Were you serious about asking random strangers?!" Lin Tian scolded once they were clear.
Gan Yanyu blinked innocently. "Just conducting a small survey to see if disguises are necessary."
Lin Tian sighed. Her earnestness left him speechless. "While I agree recognition isn't impossible, no one pays attention to musicians walking around casually."
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As they continued discussing, Lin Tian noticed Gan Yanyu wasn't listening anymore. Instead, she gazed across the street at a woman wearing a white qipao, her figure accentuated beautifully by the garment. Intrigued, Lin Tian followed her gaze—and found himself mesmerized too.
A gentle tug on his sleeve snapped him back. Gan Yanyu's eyes sparkled with newfound excitement. "Lin Tian… let's check this out."
They arrived at a boutique specializing in qipaos within Qingzhou's bustling shopping district. Gan Yanyu inspected each piece meticulously, running her fingers over the fabric as though preparing for an exam. The shop assistant hovered nervously, fearing critique.
"Can I take this one down?" Gan Yanyu asked suddenly, pointing to a display.
"Of course!" the assistant replied, visibly relieved.
After selecting a qipao, Gan Yanyu held it up against herself, turning to Lin Tian. "How does it look?"
"You'll need to try it on for me to judge," he teased.
Minutes later, Gan Yanyu emerged from the fitting room in a stunning blue floral qipao. The silk hugged her curves perfectly, highlighting her slender waist and long legs. Paired with sheer stockings, the outfit radiated sophistication—a blend of classical beauty and modern allure.
"Well?" Gan Yanyu asked shyly, her cheeks tinged pink.
Lin Tian stroked his chin thoughtfully. Though captivated, he needed clarification on one detail. Reaching toward her thigh, he asked, "May I touch?"
Surprised but compliant, Gan Yanyu nodded. Carefully pinching the fabric of her stockings, Lin Tian assessed its thickness. "40D-50D," he declared. "Too heavy for this style. A 15D pair would complement the qipao better, enhancing your legs' natural sheen without overpowering the design."
Turning to the assistant, he requested a thinner pair. "Miss Gan, try this instead."