It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Li Cheng had just sat back down at his desk, where there were paper and pens, when he didn't quite catch what he'd heard.

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Phillips hurriedly waved his hand, changing the subject at the same time: "Master, Master, what do I need to do? If you need physical data, I've already had my servants take measurements at home."

Chapter 265 PAD

"There's not much to do, just asking about your needs."

Li Cheng gripped the quill pen and, as usual, asked, "For example... do you have a particular favorite color?"

“No, I’m just as picky about colors as I am about food.” Phillips gave a slightly fake, refined smile. “Of course, the premise is that it has to taste good. If it doesn’t taste good, it’s not food.”

“Okay, then what about the fabric?” Li Cheng asked again.

“Same here, I’m not picky,” Phillips replied.

"..."

After receiving similar answers to several questions, Li Cheng skipped most of the questions and went straight to a crucial one: "So, are there any restrictions on the price?"

"Price?"

Phillips chuckled and raised his smooth chin confidently, saying, "Please don't worry about such vulgar issues as price, Master. I do have some ability in that area."

Huh, I didn't realize that poor Sofia knew such a rich woman as a friend?

Li Cheng glanced at Phillips, who had been smiling the whole time, with some surprise, but he wasn't really familiar with Paris and couldn't recognize him.

Okay, I'll just play my best.

Glancing down at the overly clean white paper with a sense of resignation, Li Cheng immediately fell into deep thought again.

Compared to the demanding Sofia client, Phillips is undoubtedly a difficult client in a different sense.

As the saying goes, having no requirements is the greatest requirement. It's like when you're ordering food at a gathering, if your friends all say "anything is fine" or when you ask what flavor of ice cream you want, you'll feel like strangling them after a while.

Having no other choice, Li Cheng could only first take a look at Phillips, who was standing in front of him.

I've already seen her face; she's a girl with a similar style to Sofia, but with a slightly different, fake-smiling look.

So this time his gaze moved down from Phillips' face, past that swan-like, slender, white neck, to her chest that didn't undulate much... well, it should be said that it didn't undulate at all, and then to her legs and shoes that were completely covered by her long dress and had no observation value whatsoever.

Seriously, isn't this a bit too peaceful? Just two thumbtacks on a chopping board? ???

Li Cheng looked away, silently cursing in his heart.

He had thought that Newton's physique was the limit for real women. After all, no matter what, the body fat percentage of human women is what it is. As long as they are healthy and not the skinny type, an adult woman can still have some curves thanks to her own fat.

As the saying goes... if you squeeze it out, there will always be a little bit left.

Incidentally, this statement also applies to men with a high body fat percentage.

After venting his frustrations, Li Cheng picked up his pen and added a note to the white paper: "adorned with a lot of ribbons and lace on the chest," finally adding another mark to the pure white paper.

But that alone doesn't seem enough; this level of poverty requires the assistance of some cutting-edge technology.

"Cough cough."

Li Cheng coughed twice to attract the attention of the girl with the fake smile: "Miss Phillips, would you mind using the PAD?"

"PAD?"

Phillips tilted his head and asked, "What is that? A new decoration?"

"Decorative...that doesn't seem wrong, but it's not quite accurate."

Li Cheng then began explaining to the girl with the fake smile what a PAD was.

PAD is actually a type of cotton pad that can be placed inside the breast; simply put... it's a fake breast.

Although some clever cross-dressers have tried stuffing things into their chests to appear fuller, the PAD is undoubtedly the ultimate solution: comfortable, beautiful, convenient, close-fitting, not easy to fall off, and not easily noticed.

Aside from being fake, it has almost no flaws.

Incidentally, while camouflage is certainly the most important factor, comfort should not be overlooked.

You need to know that the breasts are an important and sensitive area in every sense of the word! Leaving aside women, even male long-distance runners will put a bandage on their nipples before a marathon. Without it, a long run could result in two long, bloody welts! Bleeding profusely! A truly gruesome sight!

"Anyway... never mind, wait a minute, I'll draw a diagram."

However, language was ultimately insufficient to describe it, so Li Cheng spent a few more minutes completing a simple sketch of a breast pad on the drawing paper, and also added a mannequin effect, which was the difference between a flat, even plate-like breast pad and a breast pad.

"this?!"

Upon seeing the artifact that could save countless impoverished girls and deceive almost anyone except by touching it directly, Phillips' eyes suddenly flashed with a dazzling light, as if to pierce through the drawing paper.

For cross-dressers, wigs, stockings, and fake breasts are considered the three essential pieces of cross-dressing.

While wigs can be replaced by growing out one's own hair and long stockings by shaving leg hair, fake breasts can only be fake breasts—those who use hormones are not considered cross-dressers, and besides, there are no hormones available these days.

"Is that acceptable?"

Li Cheng stood up, placed the diagram in front of Phillips, and asked.

He wouldn't normally use such male-unfriendly high-tech, but today he only tentatively revealed his true abilities because he happened to encounter a fish whose background he didn't know.

However, Phillips seemed not to hear Li Cheng's question and remained motionless, his eyes still fixed on the drawing paper presented to him, completely absorbed, perhaps imagining what he would look like with the PAD.

She remained in this state until Li Cheng began to feel uneasy, at which point she seemed to snap out of her daze, looked up, and cried out with tears welling in her eyes:

"master!!!"

Amidst the shouts, Phillips stretched out his two smooth, white hands and tightly grasped Li Cheng's right hand.

At that moment, a few glistening tears seemed to appear in the corners of her eyes. Phillips, with the same posture as if meeting a long-lost lover, sincerely said, "You, you are truly a unique flower blooming in the Parisian fashion world!"

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Startled by the exaggerated gesture, Li Cheng's lips twitched again: "Hehe, I'm glad Miss Phillips likes it."

While it's definitely a compliment, the way it's being praised feels a bit odd.

However, it's surprising that Phillips has such a strong grip. Although the texture is nice, cool and soft, such a strong grip puts her at a disadvantage from the start. What if those weak noblemen find out that they are not as strong as her? Wouldn't that be very embarrassing?

While Li Cheng was lost in thought, Phillips released one of his hands and wiped his eye with his index finger: "Thank you, I really like it. It's like enjoying a freshly opened red wine with freshly baked bouillabaisse and white bread after being starved for three days."

The desire has been conveyed, but was it necessary to be so specific...?

Li Cheng's lips twitched, ignoring the bizarre analogy, and said, "That's good. Let's move on to the rest..."

Chapter 266 What's under the girl's skirt?

"Okay, Master, no problem, Master."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Phillips asked enthusiastically.

Li Cheng pondered for a moment: "Hmm... there is indeed one."

Phillips smiled: "Hmm?"

Li Cheng looked down expressionlessly: "Could you let go of my hand first?"

Although Phillips had loosened her right hand earlier to wipe her eyes, her left hand was still gripping Li Cheng's right hand tightly, tightly, tightly—it was so tight that it had to be emphasized three times.

By the way, I have to say again, this girl has a really strong grip.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Phillips casually released Li Cheng's left hand, as if it were a trivial matter.

"Then let's continue."

Li Cheng shook his right hand, which was a little numb due to poor blood circulation, and continued working.

The feeling of being grabbed was not bad, cool and soft, but it was still a bit inappropriate for a married man, and did not fit his identity as a pure love warrior - speaking of which, is he still considered a pure love warrior now?

When discussing this point, we have to come up with a nine-square grid of pure love.

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[Nine-Square Grid of Pure Love]

a. Any betrayal is prohibited. b. At least not in spirit. c. It doesn't matter anymore.

[Only one female lead]: [a. Of course, it's pure love][b. A steadfast female lead counts as pure love][c. Falling in love with the blond guy also counts as pure love]

[Multiple female leads are possible]: [a. Harem is pure love][b. It can still be pure love even with one or two fewer female leads][c. Fantastic ecstasy]

[Gender doesn't matter]: [a. Beast Senpai is pure love][b. Suiryuukei is also pure love][c. Evil Duo is of course pure love]

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In conclusion, Li Cheng meets the criteria for pure love and can still call himself a warrior of pure love.

Phillips' behavior was somewhat unexpected. Shouldn't aristocratic ladies be more reserved? Why was she so enthusiastic and cheerful? Or was it because Paris and London have different atmospheres, and different environments nurture different people?

Getting back to the main point,

Drawing inspiration from historical fashion trends and his excellent drawing skills, Li Cheng quickly completed Phillips' design—a simple and unpretentious skirt with regular black and red color blocks, featuring only a few ruffles, and a large black and red bow at the back of the head, making it mysterious, beautiful, and with a touch of crisp coolness. The subtle bust protrusion after being paired with the auxiliary pad was just right.

"what."

But upon seeing the portrait, Phillips exclaimed in surprise, "Master, how come this is completely different from the one you designed for Sophia?"

"Do you like Sofia's style?"

Li Cheng's expression froze, and a roar of "Why the hell didn't you say so sooner?" welled up inside him.

Phillips shrugged regretfully: "Yes, it was because I saw the dress you designed for Miss Sophia that I made a special trip to visit you."

"Okay, I'll revise it again."

Seeing this, Li Cheng had no choice but to redesign the design with a blank expression.

Actually, Sofia's pink, girly style doesn't really suit Phillips. It's not that she doesn't look good in it, but rather that her temperament doesn't quite match. For example, if you put that silly Anne in a delicate and elegant evening gown, the style would fall apart within three sentences.

As for Phillips, although she seems quite lively, she just doesn't quite capture the innocent charm of a young girl. This pink, girly style really feels out of place...

But there's nothing we can do; no matter how good the design is, it's all for nothing if the client doesn't like it.

The redesign went smoothly. Li Cheng modified it to resemble Sofia's style, adding a lot of ribbons and lace to the chest area, and adorning the dress with all sorts of small accessories. He also paired it with a pink soft hat with pink artificial flowers, making it pink from head to toe.

Phillips seemed very satisfied with this, and the two sides reached an agreement and agreed on a time to pick up the clothes.

"Goodbye, Master."

"Goodbye."