You Call That Outfit White?

'Holy crap?'

The sudden scene hit him with quite a visual impact, leaving Su Yang staring in stunned silence.

Mei Hui naturally noticed it too. Her face flushed as she hurriedly covered her chest with both hands and said shyly, "Su... Su-san, I'm sorry. This outfit is a little small. How about I go change first? Would that be okay...?"

Hearing this, Su Yang thought, Outfit, my ass. I'm not taking the blame for this. You know perfectly well which part is too big, yet you're blaming me for it.

"Su-san?" Mei Hui called out when she saw Su Yang staring at her without moving.

"Oh, oh. I spaced out for a moment. What were you saying?"

"I was saying that I should probably go change before coming back."

"Sure. It must be uncomfortable wearing that at home, so go change. I'll wait for you."

"Okay, then sit here for a while."

"Okay." Su Yang agreed and watched Mei Hui walk toward the stairs to the second floor.

After she went upstairs, he poured himself another glass of liquor and downed it. "Hey, what was that just now? I actually didn't notice how incredible she was. That's not right."

"Holy crap, they just popped right out!"

"Damn it, how am I supposed to keep drinking after that? No, calm down, calm down."

After muttering a few words to himself, Su Yang picked up the cigarettes on the table, took one out, and lit it.

"Phew!"

After smoking half a cigarette, footsteps came from the stairs. A flash of white appeared first, followed by Mei Hui herself.

"What the hell?" Su Yang tilted his head to look and froze again.

On the dim staircase, Mei Hui had changed into a very tight white camisole. She wore a pair of black-and-white striped,