Chen De's expression at that moment was more spectacular than if she had swallowed fifty kilos of coptis root whole.
She stared at Lin Xi, who was pointing straight at the escalator leading to the mall's third floor.
It felt like her soul was letting out a piercing explosion.
The third floor.
The lingerie section.
For a straight man who had still been standing up to pee just last week,
those four words were no less devastating than being pinned to the ground and rubbed raw by ten Dire Calamities at once.
Not to mention having a beautiful girl accompany her to pick something out!
"Um..."
"I think..."
"I should probably buy this stuff myself another day!"
Chen De frantically backed away.
Her feet seemed nailed to the ground, forcibly scraping skid marks across the tiles.
She tried to put an absolutely safe distance between herself and that escalator to hell.
Even as she retreated, she gave an awkward laugh.
She put on a die-before-I-yield expression.
"How could that possibly work?!"
Lin Xi grabbed Chen De by the wrist.
Her grip was astonishingly strong.
As expected of a magical girl high schooler who could carry bags upon bags of shopping and still walk like the wind every day.
"Sister Su, this isn't a small matter!"
"I noticed it when I was helping you look at clothes just now."
Lin Xi lowered her voice and leaned in conspiratorially.
But to Chen De, it was deafening.
"When you changed into that fitted T-shirt, there was something very wrong with your chest."
Chen De's whole body stiffened.
Cold sweat immediately poured down her back.
"What do you mean, wrong?!"
"I'm perfectly normal!"
"I couldn't be more normal!"
Chen De started babbling incoherently.
"No, it was obvious you were wearing a size too big!"