Opening another bag, there were two pairs of shoes.
Flat shoes, a pair of white sneakers, and a pair of more casual black canvas shoes are easy to match no matter what kind of clothes you wear.
Also for women.
Opening other bags, there are no clothes that are too girly. Most of them are sportswear that she likes to wear. But even the sportswear is women's. From the color and shape, you can tell in many places that it is a woman. There is a big difference between the men's style and the men's style she is wearing. The men's style is straight down, while the women's style has curvature at the chest and waist.
The colors are also very plain and clean, which is a style and color that she can accept.
If these clothes were skirts or something like that, Feng Ling would immediately run out and chase the people from the noodle store back, smash the things back into their hands, and never accept them.
Looking at these clothes, the corners of Feng Ling's mouth turned up slightly, and he picked up the two bottom bags and opened them.
The moment he opened it, the smile on his face stopped and the corners of his mouth trembled.
What's this
She picked up a pink women's underwear and looked at it, looking at the two cup sizes that seemed to fit her well, and then looked down at her front body without the bra wrap...
Feng Ling directly opened the other bottom bag.
Sure enough, it is another piece of women's underwear.
One black and one pink. He asked people from the mall to send at least two sets of everything. Was this reserved for her to use for replacement
Forget about women's sportswear and sneakers, or even slightly feminine pajamas and pajamas. Anyway, she can accept anything other than a nightgown, but this underwear -
She had long been accustomed to wearing a bra, and except for wearing it once when she deliberately "dressed" as a woman in a bar, she had never touched this kind of thing.
It’s so aboveboard now…
Feng Ling's face couldn't help but heat up, and he stuffed everything back into the bag without taking anything, and turned around and went back to the bedroom.
At night, when Li Nanheng came out from his work, he saw the things piled up on the sofa. He glanced at the closed door opposite and walked over to knock on the door.
After knocking for a while but no result, the man said calmly outside the door: "You want me to open the door directly with the key and go in?"
After it was quiet for a moment, footsteps were heard, and then the door was opened. Feng Ling was holding a razor that he had found in his bedroom at some point, with an awkward expression.
Li Nanheng looked at the things in her hands and then at her: "What do you want to do?"
"My hair has grown a lot and I want to make it shorter. Didn't you say that you often shave it yourself? I just want to try it and see if I can shave it into a flat head." Feng Ling said as he took the razor in his hand. Get up: "Is this for charging? Is it out of battery? Why can't I do it?"
Li Nanheng looked at her serious expression that she really wanted to shave her hair. He raised his hand and took the razor back without changing his expression. He then threw it to the sofa not far behind him. The razor rolled down on the sofa. It hit the carpet and made a moderate muffled sound.
"Why are you shaving your head? The hair is just below the ears. There is no need to shave." Li Nanheng said and glanced at her clothes again: "Didn't I buy you pajamas? Why are you still wearing this suit?"
Feng Ling was wearing the same clothes she wore when she lived here before, which were his home clothes.
But now she was obviously wearing an extra vest underneath, and she was no longer in the unprepared state she had before due to lack of clothes.
"You'd better ask people from the mall to take those things back. I won't wear them." Feng Ling raised his hand and plucked his hair: "Boss, gender is just a concept. I have regarded myself as a person since I was a child. Men are used to it, but if you ask me to wear women’s clothes now, I can’t get used to it.”
Li Nanheng smiled: "I'm not forcing you to wear things that you can't adapt to temporarily. They are all sports styles you like. If you don't like them, you can take them out and throw them away tomorrow morning. There is no need to send them back."
Feng Ling: "..."
The man looked at her lightly again: "Are you planning to be a man for the rest of your life?"
Feng Ling looked back at him: "I don't know. I have no idea. I lived with wolves when I was a child. Later, after being taken out by others, I only knew how to protect myself and didn't understand anything else."
"I just want to ask you, if you want to be a man, do you want to try to change back into a woman and live like a normal girl of seventeen or eighteen?"
What does a normal girl look like when she is seventeen or eighteen years old
Her
Can she
Li Nanheng raised his hand and touched her head: "Don't shave your hair anymore. Many boys also like to keep their hair long. There is no need for you to keep it very short to hide yourself. Everyone who knows already knows that, but you don't know." Sooner or later, people will learn that the price of using hair as a cover-up may have been worth it before, but it is not worth it now.”
Feng Ling said nothing.
"I'll give you one night to think clearly, whether you want to stick to it and become a man, or return to the life a normal girl should have. I can help you with whatever you want. You can decide for yourself."
Feng Ling didn't quite understand what he meant, and just looked at him blankly.
Can he help her with whatever she wants
Even if he might want to live like this as a man forever
Seeing the man's eyes, Feng Ling did not answer immediately, but looked in the direction outside the door again.
Li Nanheng walked out, also looked at the bags piled on the sofa, and then looked back at her who had already walked out of the door: "Put these away first. The cabinet in your bedroom is empty. Put them all in. One day If you want to wear it, at least there are a few things you can wear."
After that, the man didn't say anything more and continued into the study.
The door to the study room was open. Feng Ling knew that Boss Li was usually busy talking to people in the base hall or transferring files in the study room. There was a computer open inside, and he had to deal with some emergencies in the base and the Li Group at any time.
Feng Ling walked out and stood by the sofa looking at those things. After all, she still didn't want to feel ashamed of Boss Li's kindness to her. Judging from the style of the clothes he sent, it was clear that he was actually slowing her down. Slowly adapting, instead of immediately buying a skirt and forcing her to wear it.
She took those things back to the bedroom one by one, making very little noise as she walked back and forth, fearing to disturb Boss Li. It wasn't until the last bag was moved that she quietly closed the door and sorted the contents in the bag. When I went into the closet, I was holding the pink underwear in my hand and was about to put it in, but suddenly paused.
Feng Ling looked at the underwear in her hand, which even had the right cup size. She didn't need to think about how Li Nanheng knew her size.
During that kiss in the bar, he raised his hand and touched it...and touched it for a long time...