Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Su Bai made a few more moves.
In fact, many store guides nowadays have emotional intelligence. They wouldn't persistently nag customers if they clearly showed no interest in the sales pitch.
At least in this mall, you wouldn't see that kind of traditional, clingy, and endlessly chattering salesperson.
They were good at reading the room.
Obviously, Su Bai and Xia Lin were the type of customers who knew their stuff and didn't need overly detailed explanations. So the guide simply left them alone, waiting to approach only when they needed help.
Moreover, it was clear that these two had a great relationship and were on a date. It was best not to disturb them at such times.
Truth be told, although the guide's core intention was to slack off, the resulting effect was exactly what Xia Lin wanted.
When the delicate skin on Xia Lin's neck began to turn red, she decisively begged for mercy, gently pushed Su Bai away, and returned to the task of picking out clothes for her brother.
It felt a bit like fleeing in panic.
Oh, why was Su Bai so bad!
"Don't just stand there, go try on the T-shirt and let me cool down." Xia Lin stood on her tiptoes and reached out to gently knock on Su Bai's head.
Su Bai took the T-shirt and went. He didn't continue to tease Director Xia. This girl was still too easily nervous and lacked the composure of a veteran artist. Maybe young ladies from very wealthy families were all like this.
The area outside the fitting room was well-lit. When Su Bai lifted the curtain and walked out, Xia Lin, who was looking at the tag of a pair of plush thermal pants, looked up at the sound, and her movements instantly stopped.
That seemingly ordinary quick-drying T-shirt was now slightly propped up into a smooth curve by his full chest muscles. The shoulder line perfectly wrapped around his broad and straight shoulders, and the fabric smoothly gathered into his narrow and lean waist.
The cargo pants rested on his strong, lean hipbones, making his legs look straight and slender.
He just stood there, doing nothing, yet looking like a meticulously carved piece of art suddenly pushed from a quiet display stand into the spotlight.
Sigh, really...
With just a little dressing up, he was a top-tier handsome guy.
This was not something those male celebrities who relied on medical aesthetics and camera angles to keep up appearances could compare to!
"How is it?" Su Bai adjusted his cuffs and asked casually.
"Um..." Xia Lin didn't answer immediately. She swallowed hard, and only after Su Bai noticed her gaze did she quickly say, "Move around a bit, do a few actions to see if it restricts your movement."
Su Bai did as he was told, doing a few squats and leg lifts.
With his movements, the muscle groups under the fabric smoothly and powerfully rose and stretched, every inch of line full of the dynamic beauty of poised energy.
Especially when he bent over, the muscle texture of his back clearly emerged through the T-shirt, like spreading wings. The curve of his waist and buttocks tightened, full of primal tension.
Two girls passing by arm in arm couldn't help but be drawn to him, whispering to each other with flushed cheeks.
Then, they looked at Xia Lin, slightly stunned, their faces revealing unconcealed envy.
Part of this envy was for Xia Lin's exceptionally well-maintained looks and figure, but mostly it was envy that she could be by the side of such a dreamy man.
Handsome guys were indeed rarer than beautiful girls.
With the blessing of modern technology, it wasn't that hard to be a moderately pretty girl on the street. However, the standards for handsome guys were much higher.
The simplest difference was that girls could grow their hair long to hide facial flaws with hairstyles, while many boys didn't have this option.
A subtle emotion mixed with pride and possessiveness inexplicably rose in Xia Lin's heart.
She stepped forward half a pace, almost unconsciously blocking the space between Su Bai and those gazes.
"The functionality is fine, let's go with this set." Xia Lin spoke up to cover her lapse in composure, her hand unable to resist feeling the fabric of Su Bai's clothes again.
"Director Xia, that's about enough. If you want to study my muscles more, we have plenty of time tonight."
"No way, I'm studying this new high-tech fabric, new tech..." Xia Lin stubbornly insisted. "I still have to go back to the dorm tonight."
"Are you really going back?"
"..."
Su Bai's soul-searching question choked Xia Lin up.
Actually, she didn't want to go back.
Since they were going camping tomorrow, she had conveniently taken up Su Bai's time tonight. So, should she conveniently take up his sleeping time too?
She really wanted to sleep alone with her younger brother Su Bai for a night.
There weren't actually many opportunities to do this kind of thing. After all, Su Bai had so many girls to take care of.
However, her reserved nature made it a bit hard for Xia Lin to open her mouth.
She admitted she was a bit secretly sultry, like how she enjoyed picking out clothes for Su Bai and then admiring his figure under the guise of him trying them on.
Su Bai waited for a moment, looking at Xia Lin's unbearably stifled expression, before saying, "I'll stay with Director Xia tonight. Let's pick a hotel... Your luggage is in the dorm, right? Let's go to your dorm to get your luggage first, then go to the hotel, and we can set off together tomorrow morning."
"Um, that works too."
It was hilarious, what did "that works too" even mean... Women were sometimes like this; even if they wanted something badly inside, they still had to pretend not to care on the outside.
But Xia Lin only pretended a little when shopping with Su Bai.
Once they got to the hotel later, she would immediately show her true colors.
Walking out of the store, Xia Lin helped Su Bai carry the shopping bags. The two merged into the crowd side by side and browsed a few other stores, but had little interest and didn't see much they wanted to buy.
Compared to the unique design language of every luxury brand, outdoor brands often felt very similar to each other.
Even those brands highly praised by the middle class often gave people a feeling of "the stuff is ugly but inexplicably expensive"...
Anyway, Su Bai didn't care.
For things like sports, wearing basic models of domestic brands was enough in terms of performance for the vast majority of ordinary people.
The key was to actually exercise.
Su Bai had no interest in being a gearhead.
On the other hand, Xia Lin cared very much about Su Bai's gear. After all, she super loved Su Bai's figure, and seeing Su Bai wearing carefully designed designer sportswear made her eyes light up.
"Director Xia, if you had a biological younger brother, you would definitely spoil him a lot," Su Bai teased.
"Eh, really?"
"Yeah, I feel like among girls your age, it's rare to find someone as gentle and patient as you."
Su Bai wasn't just saying this. Although Xia Lin was an older sister relative to him, she was actually only in her early twenties. It was hard to say that girls this age had mature personalities and characters. Based on the common phenomenon in society nowadays, giant babies were the majority.
However, Xia Lin's gentleness already had a rather maternal glow. How happy it would be to have such a sister.
"Well, I don't have a biological younger brother, so you got lucky." Xia Lin rolled her eyes at Su Bai, grabbed a sleeve cover, and put it on Su Bai's arm.
The sleeve cover was for sun protection. Although Su Bai said he didn't need sun protection, Xia Lin still insisted he try it.

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”