In the end, Su Lang decided to seek outside help. He asked the sales assistant, "Surely you don't have any wedding dresses that would fit me?"
The sales assistant wore a polite smile. "We do, sir."
A crack appeared in Su Lang's usually gentle, composed expression. "Why don't you think it over again? Perhaps you really don't have my size?"
The sales assistant insisted, "We do, sir, and quite a few men come in to try on wedding dresses, too." Fired up by a fierce desire to win, she immediately fetched several dresses.
Su Lang was filled with regret. Why had he promised to wear women's clothes just to coax his junior sister into behaving herself while getting an injection when she was sick?! And why was she so obsessed with seeing him dressed as a woman?
"Senior Brother, put one on! I'll wear men's clothes for you, too!"
How was that remotely the same?
In the end, Su Lang still couldn't bring himself to refuse Ning Xiang. In fact, he had never had the heart to disappoint her.
Still, Su Lang had to bargain for a little something in return.
"When we get back, I'm going to do something naughty," he whispered in Ning Xiang's ear.
Ning Xiang: "???"
No, no, never mind!
"I think, for the sake of your image, Senior Brother, we'd better not," Ning Xiang said with a perfectly straight face, then ran off to pick out wedding dresses for herself.
The sales assistant beside them looked utterly disappointed. She had thought she would get to see a cross-dressing stunner.
Ning Xiang browsed so many dresses that her eyes were starting to blur.
"Senior Brother, is this one prettier, or this one, or this one, or am I prettier?"
"Of course my junior sister is the