Who gets reborn with a daughter?

"Um?!"

Fang Chusheng's eyes widened again.

"Go take a shower first, or I won't let you into bed."

Fang Yiyi said with a look of disgust.

"Oh, then I'll take a shower."

Fang Chusheng scratched his head. How come this development is completely different from what he expected?

Overall, it's a good thing; tonight will definitely strengthen his relationship with Aya.

"Go."

Fang Yiyi smiled slightly.

Fang Chusheng felt something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was odd about it.

He glanced at Aya and walked into the bathroom with a puzzled look in his eyes.

The bathroom in Chengnan Hotel has solid walls, not glass, so there is no possibility of peeping.

Fang Chusheng closed the door, but didn't lock it. After taking off his clothes, he turned on the shower.

"Whoosh!"

Instantly, the warm water hit his body, relieving his fatigue.

"call!……"

Fang Chusheng breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes to rest, and his mind drifted back to the memories of his past life with Sister Ling.

Of course, he also thought of Xiaobai. Both women were very important to him, and he couldn't abandon either of them.

"Clap clap clap!"

He gently patted his cheek, pulling himself out of his reverie. Getting Aya and Shiro to accept each other at this stage wouldn't be easy; he'd have to plan slowly.

Ten minutes later, Fang Chusheng turned off the shower and suddenly realized something embarrassing.

Although the hotel provided two sets of towels and bath towels, both of them had been used.

"Gulp."

Fang Chusheng swallowed hard, staring at the half-wet towel and bath towel in deep thought.

One of the two towels/bath towels was used by Aya. Which one could it be?

It's normal for couples to share a towel or bath towel; he, Aya, and Xiaobai all had this experience in their past lives.

The problem is that there is a towel or bath towel that Fang Yiyi used.

"Never mind!"

Fang Chusheng stopped thinking and casually picked up a cloth to wipe his body.

He thought the matter of taking a shower was over, but then he remembered that he hadn't brought any change of clothes.

Normally, he could still wear his dirty clothes after taking them off, but today, after encountering a paranormal event while hiking, his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

This left him speechless; he should have gone back to take a shower while waiting.

"Hey, are you done showering?"

Fang Yiyi's voice came from outside the door.

"I'm all washed, but I didn't bring a change of clothes..."

Fang Chusheng said somewhat awkwardly.

"That's easy, you wear this!"

Fang Yiyi said, forcing back a laugh.

The next moment, the bathroom door was slowly opened.

Fang Chusheng's heart was in his throat, and his feelings were indescribable.

As I was thinking, a bag was tossed in, and the bathroom door closed behind me.

"What is this?"

Fang Chusheng frowned and asked.

"You'll see when you open it, you definitely have to wear it."

Fang Yiyi said with a mischievous smile.

Fang Chusheng felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that the contents of the bag were suspicious.

He opened it with a feeling of unease, and was stunned.

Just as he guessed, the bag contained clothes, but not boys' clothes, but girls' skirts.

"Isn't this a bit unnecessary?"

Fang Chusheng was on the verge of tears. He did have a slight fetish for Sister Ling, but that didn't mean he had to wear her clothes.

"You absolutely have to wear it, or I'll have my sister ignore you!"

Fang Yiyi threatened from outside the door.

Fang Chusheng didn't speak; he was struggling with his decision.

This is a black dress, not the one Aya wore during the day, and she also has a pair of pink panties.

Pink panties are normal, pure cotton, no lace trim, lots of fabric, not the "thong" from last time.

"Say something! If you don't wear it, I won't agree to you being with my sister."

Fang Yiyi said fiercely.

She certainly wouldn't stop the young parents from being together, but the thought of being targeted this afternoon made her want to give the young father a little punishment.

Seeing that the person in the bathroom didn't react, she asked her young mother sitting on the bed, "Sister, you're right, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes..."

Ling nodded softly.

During her bath, her daughter told her about the plan, and she was conflicted at the time.

However, persuaded by her daughter, she also developed a great interest in the key to women's clothing.

"Okay... I understand."

Fang Chusheng sighed helplessly.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

"Wow, sis, come quick!"

Fang Yiyi danced with joy and quickly ran to her young mother's side.

Fang Chusheng was unusually shy. Actually, he could have gone without clothes, but the two people present were his future wife and his future daughter, so playing this kind of game with them wasn't out of the question.

"hey-hey."

Fang Yiyi chuckled foolishly.

Jiang Yiling covered her face and peeked, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turning up.

Fang Chusheng felt a little uncomfortable and tugged at the hem of her skirt. Fortunately, the dress was not see-through, otherwise her pink panties would have been exposed.

"It looks great..."

"Sister Ling said in a low voice."

"As long as it looks good."

Fang Chusheng did this for Ling Jie's sake; as long as Ling Jie was happy, he could endure it.

"Snap!"

Suddenly, the shutter clicked.

"Um?!"

Fang Chusheng frowned slightly. He had thought it was Fang Yiyi taking the photo, but it turned out to be Sister Ling.

Lingjie blushed slightly and said softly, "I want to record this scene."

"Oh right, how come I didn't think of that?"

Upon seeing this, Fang Yiyi immediately took out her phone and started taking photos and videos.

"That's enough, isn't it?"

Fang Chusheng glared at Fang Yiyi.

"Sis, he yelled at me!"

Fang Yiyi tearfully begged her young mother for help.

"Can...can I draw it?"

It's rare for Sister Ling to offer her opinion.

"Alright, then you draw it."

Fang Chusheng didn't refuse. He wanted to leave some special memories with Sister Ling so that if a dramatic situation broke out, he could use them to persuade Sister Ling to stay.

"snort!"

Fang Yiyi was somewhat dissatisfied, as she noticed that her young father treated her and her young mother very differently.

Fang Chusheng sat on the edge of the bed eating snacks. He was already wearing a dress, so as long as he wasn't embarrassed, it was others who would be.

To be precise, the only person who felt awkward was Jiang Yiling, because the pink panties also belonged to her.

Half an hour later, Sister Ling handed the tablet to Fang Chusheng.

Fang Chusheng took the painting and saw that it depicted a long-haired girl, not a boy. He then asked, "Isn't this a girl?"

"I... I think that's how you look when you wear a wig, Yueyue."

Jiang Yiling explained.

"Oh~"

Fang Chusheng imagined himself wearing a wig and women's clothing, and his feelings immediately became complicated.

The three of them didn't go to sleep; instead, they chatted, played cards, and Monopoly.

And so they played all night.

The next morning, Fang Chusheng changed into his own clothes, washed up, and went to the street to buy breakfast.

Lingjie and the others are going back today. There's only one bus from Bailong County to Hangzhou in the morning.

After buying breakfast and returning to the hotel, Sister Ling and Fang Yiyi had already packed their luggage.

"Eat."

Fang Chusheng placed the steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk he had bought on the table.

He looked around and found that the skirt he had worn yesterday had been put away, which made him feel a little disappointed.

The three of them yawned as they ate breakfast.

Ling-jie didn't eat much; she gets carsick and was afraid she'd throw up in the car.