Pure and Seductive White Silk Ballet Costume

The heavy snow danced wildly in the night sky of Ancheng, wrapping the entire city in a quiet, silvery-white blanket.

Like a giant beast tearing through the snow, the black Land Rover Defender OCTA drove steadily through the highly futuristic black gates of Yundi Villa.

The heater inside the car was still running on high, but sitting in the passenger seat, Ke Yujia's heartbeat was even wilder than the blizzard outside.

Ever since that deeply intoxicating kiss in the car—a kiss that felt like it could melt her very soul—Ke Yujia's mind had been boiling like mush the entire way. She didn't even know how she had absentmindedly followed Su Bai back to this mysterious villa located in the heart of the city.

"We're here. Get out."

Su Bai parked the car and turned to look at the girl, who was still in a daze. A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes. He reached out and gently pinched her cheek, which had grown even rosier from their kiss moments ago.

"Ah... O-Okay!"

Ke Yujia woke up as if from a dream and frantically fumbled to unbuckle her seatbelt.

Standing in the villa's spacious and brightly lit underground garage, looking at the minimalist, industrial-style fair-faced concrete walls around her, Ke Yujia suddenly felt a strong urge to retreat.

This was Su Bai's private territory.

More importantly, this was also where that breathtakingly beautiful and intimidating Sister Zhou Jialu lived.

Did what she just did in the car count as "stealing a bite" of Sister Zhou's boyfriend? Now that she was being brought directly before the main girlfriend, would she be beaten and thrown out?

"B-Brother Su Bai..." Ke Yujia tugged at the hem of her fleece jacket, her footsteps hesitating. "How about... I just take a taxi home? It's too late, and I'm afraid of disturbing your rest..."

"Now you know to be scared? You were pretty bold when you were holding me and nibbling on me in the car just now, weren't you?"

Su Bai looked at her with a half-smile, his single sentence causing the little white rabbit's face to flush completely red.

He didn't give her a chance to escape. He simply took her slightly cold little hand and led her toward the elevator that went straight up to the first-floor living room.

"Ding—"

The elevator doors slowly opened on the first floor.

What came into view was a massive living room with soft lighting, as warm as spring. The smart home system was automatically playing soft jazz music, and the air was filled with a faint, highly sophisticated aromatherapy scent.

And on that wide leather sofa, Zhou Jialu was wearing a lazy silk nightgown, holding a glass of red wine, looking at the two people walking out of the elevator with a half-smile.

"Oh, has our 'Little Sniveler' finally been dragged back to the den by the big bad wolf?"

Zhou Jialu set down her wine glass. Not only did she lack the slightest anger of a "main girlfriend catching a cheater," but she instead acted like an understanding older sister who had been waiting for a long time. Stepping in her soft slippers, she walked up to greet them with a beaming smile.

"H-Hello, Sister Zhou..."

Terrified, Ke Yujia quickly tried to pull her hand out of Su Bai's palm, but Su Bai held it tightly, giving her no chance to break free.

"Alright, stop scaring her." Su Bai glanced at Zhou Jialu, his tone casual. "The snow is too heavy outside, and the roads are bad. I brought her back to stay for the night."

"I know, I know it all~"

Zhou Jialu gave Su Bai a look that said, "As if I don't know what you're thinking," and then stepped forward incredibly naturally, taking Ke Yujia's other hand from Su Bai without leaving any room for argument.

"Oh my, why are these little hands so cold? Come here quickly and warm up."

Zhou Jialu's enthusiasm completely exceeded Ke Yujia's expectations. Not only did she not put on any arrogant airs, but she also pulled Ke Yujia to sit down on the sofa and even personally poured her a cup of warm honey water.

"Ignore him, men are all insensitive. Come, drink some hot water to warm your body."

Looking at the older sister in front of her—someone so beautiful it made her feel insecure, yet so gentle she felt like she was bathed in a spring breeze—the heart that Ke Yujia had been holding in her throat miraculously settled back into her chest.

"Thank you, Sister Zhou..." Ke Yujia whispered, holding the water cup.

"What are you thanking me for? We're all family from now on."

Zhou Jialu leaned in close to Ke Yujia's ear, lowering her voice to a volume only the two women could hear. "Actually, I saw that he was interested in you a long time ago. You have no idea, these past few days his mind has been completely filled with how to take you to relive your childhood memories. As your older sister, I don't mind having another cute good sister like you at all."

"Family," "good sister"...

These words seemed to possess a magical power, instantly shattering the last trace of defense in Ke Yujia's heart.

In this world of ultra-wealthy men, she originally thought it would be a bloodbath filled with scheming and female rivalry. But Zhou Jialu's magnanimity and tolerance made her feel an unprecedented sense of acceptance. It turned out that the boss's female companions really could get along this harmoniously.

"Alright, you drink some water first. I'll take you to a good place."

Zhou Jialu blinked mysteriously, then stood up and pulled Ke Yujia toward the second floor. Before leaving, she didn't forget to turn back and drop a line to Su Bai: "Junior, you have a drink downstairs first. Us girls have some private things to talk about. You're not allowed to come up unless you're called!"

Su Bai watched their backs as they went upstairs, shook his head with a smile, and walked to the bar to pour himself a glass of whiskey.

With a top-tier, high-EQ "helpful wife" like Zhou Jialu around, he even saved time on doing psychological counseling.

...

On the second floor, inside an extremely cozily decorated guest bedroom.

Zhou Jialu locked the door behind them and led Ke Yujia to a row of large wardrobes.

"Yujia, since you've already taken this step today, then I must teach you how to thoroughly capture the heart of our Young Master Su."

Zhou Jialu held Ke Yujia's hand and spoke with earnest sincerity. "A man like Su Bai lacks nothing. He's seen plenty of ordinary pretty girls. If you want to occupy a special place in his heart, you have to maximize your advantages."

"My... advantages?" Ke Yujia pointed at herself in a bit of a daze. "I... I'm short, and I'm not nearly as beautiful as you..."

"Silly girl."

Zhou Jialu reached out a finger and tapped her forehead. "Your advantages are your 'purity,' your 'softness,' and that dance foundation you've built up over a dozen years! This 'pure yet seductive young girl' style is exactly what hits a man's weak spot."

Saying this, Zhou Jialu pulled out an extremely exquisite black gift box from the depths of the wardrobe like a magic trick.

"What is this?" Ke Yujia asked curiously.

"This is a 'new battle outfit' I'm giving you."

Zhou Jialu opened the gift box, and inside lay a neatly folded set of clothing.

"A few days ago when we were in Jiangcheng, I guessed that this big bad wolf would sooner or later eat you clean. So I specifically brainstormed and called our team's exclusive designer, Lu Yuning, to have her rush to make this outfit overnight. It just arrived yesterday via SF Express air freight."

Ke Yujia carefully picked up the outfit.

The moment she touched it, the extreme silkiness and sheer lightness startled her.

Unfolding it, she saw it was a modified ballet outfit.

The main color was an incredibly pure pearl white. The upper half featured a tight, waist-cinching design. The neckline was cut just right, showing off the young woman's graceful collarbones while retaining a hint of teasing ambiguity. The back was a large expanse of hollowed-out lace, crisscrossed by only a few thin ribbons.

The ballet skirt on the lower half was shockingly short, practically just layers of fluffy, light tulle stacked together.

And lying quietly at the very bottom of the gift box was a pair of custom-made white silk pantyhose.

These white stockings were completely different from the ordinary goods on the market. The material was extremely sheer, exuding a pearlescent, lustrous glow, with a circle of delicate white lace edging embellishing the cuffs.

This... this is too...

Ke Yujia's face instantly turned as red as a ripe tomato. Her hands threw the clothes back into the box like she had been electrocuted. No, no! This skirt is too short, and these stockings are too sheer... How could I ever wear this out!

Who said you were wearing it out?

Zhou Jialu burst into laughter. This is for you to wear indoors with him! Listen to me, put on this outfit and dance for him later. I guarantee that the way he looks at you will definitely turn green like a starving wolf seeing meat.

But... but...

Ke Yujia was still engaged in her final psychological struggle. The explicitness of this outfit was simply too bold for a blank slate like her who had never even been in a relationship.

No buts.

Zhou Jialu leaned close to her ear, exhaling a fragrant breath. Her voice carried the teasing tone of someone experienced. My good sister, how is this bold? After you have been with Su Bai for a long time, you will know that the tricks in his head are ten thousand times bolder than these clothes.

Listen to me. Tonight, let him get a good look at just how charming his childhood sweetheart truly is.

After saying that, Zhou Jialu patted Ke Yujia's shoulder and tactfully backed out of the room.

Alright, take your time changing. I am going to find a room to watch my new show. Even if the sky falls tonight, I will not come out to disturb you two. Good luck, little white rabbit!

With a click, the door closed, leaving Ke Yujia all alone in the room.

She looked at the pure white battle armor in the box that exuded ultimate temptation, her heart beating like a drum.

She walked over to the full-length mirror and looked at herself, cheeks flushed and eyes flickering. In her mind, the scene in the car amidst the heavy snow resurfaced—Su Bai pulling her tightly into his arms, and that passionate, deep kiss that almost suffocated her.

Since I have already decided...

Then... let's be brave for once.

Ke Yujia gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and began to strip off her heavy winter clothes.

...

Half an hour later.

The door to the second-floor guest bedroom was gently pushed open.

Su Bai walked in, holding a glass of red wine. The main lights in the room were turned off, leaving only a few dim yellow wall lamps casting ambiguous shadows on the walls.

When his gaze fell upon the figure in the center of the room, even a wealthy god with 150 points of physique and astonishing self-control could not help but catch his breath, his pupils slightly contracting.

It was a picture enough to drive any man crazy.

Ke Yujia stood barefoot on the soft carpet.

That custom-made white ballet outfit perfectly clung to her petite yet curvy body. The tight bodice outlined her slender waist, and beneath the shockingly short, fluffy tulle skirt were a pair of well-proportioned, beautiful legs tightly wrapped in the special white stockings.

The white stockings shimmered with a seductive pearlescent glow in the dim light, the ultra-thin material magnifying the delicate texture of her skin to the extreme. She wore no shoes, standing just like that on the carpet, her small arches wrapped in white silk stretching into a graceful curve.

Her long hair was pinned up high, revealing a slender, swan-like neck.

That round, cute baby face carried a look of extreme shyness mixed with a resolute, death-defying determination.

This ultimate purity and ultimate desire created a mind-numbing chemical reaction within her. This was the absolute lethality of an S-rank goddess.

Brother Su Bai...

Ke Yujia's voice was trembling. She did not dare look directly into Su Bai's eyes, only slightly lowering her head. Sister Zhou said... said this outfit looks really good... I... I haven't formally danced for you yet. Tonight... I want to dance one for you.

Without waiting for Su Bai to answer.

And without any musical accompaniment.

In this room where only the sound of their breathing remained, Ke Yujia stood on her tiptoes.

Although she was not wearing professional pointe shoes, this did not affect her basic skills as a professional dancer.

She began to dance.

It was an improvised dance that blended classical and modern ballet.

In this not-so-spacious area, her body displayed astonishing flexibility. With a graceful backbend, the thin ribbons on her back seemed like they would snap at any moment; with a sweeping grand battement, her long leg wrapped in white silk traced a highly seductive arc in the air. The tulle skirt flew up with it, the faintly discernible view enough to claim a man's life.

Although her movements were somewhat green due to nervousness, it was exactly this innocence, paired with this bold battle armor, that became the most lethal poison.

She was like an elf who had strayed into the mortal realm, and also like a little white rabbit trying hard to show off its beauty to a hunter.

As the dance progressed, a fine layer of sweat beaded on Ke Yujia's forehead. Her breathing grew rapid, and those originally evasive eyes now gradually misted over, staring straight at Su Bai standing by the door.

In that gaze, there was adoration, desire, and complete surrender.

Watching this childhood sweetheart bloom unreservedly before him, and feeling the hot current surging within his body like an erupting volcano, Su Bai knew his patience had reached its limit.

The dance was only halfway through.

When Ke Yujia completed a high-difficulty spin and prepared to strike a graceful finishing pose.

A tall figure suddenly lunged forward like a cheetah.

Ah!

Ke Yujia only felt a sudden tightness around her waist.

Su Bai's boiling hot hands had already clamped onto her slender waist like iron tongs.

Before she could even react, the world spun around her.

She was effortlessly scooped up into Su Bai's arms as he strode toward the large double bed.

Stop dancing.

Su Bai pressed her into the soft bedding, his voice frighteningly husky. A dangerous fire danced in his deep eyes. If you keep dancing like this, I am afraid I will die right here tonight.

Brother Su Bai...

Ke Yujia looked at the handsome face so close to hers, feeling his high temperature that seemed ready to melt her. Her heart beat so fast it felt like it would burst through her chest.

But this time, she did not run away.

She slowly reached out her slender arms, still clad in white lace gloves, and willingly wrapped them around Su Bai's neck.

"I... I won't jump."

Her voice was barely a whisper, yet it carried the reckless courage of a moth drawn to a flame. "I... I'll do whatever you say."

Those words, "whatever you say," became the final spark that ignited the storm.