Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

Fan Xiao looked down and glanced at her hands.

Each of the four types of socks has its own unique characteristics.

A top that reaches the ankles gives off a lively, youthful, and girlish vibe.

Knee-length dresses, on the other hand, add a touch of allure and can be paired with short skirts to create a snow-white "absolute territory," leaving much to the imagination.

Panties, on the other hand, are a complete, integrated garment, exuding a mature and alluring charm.

As for the suspenders... that's practically an invitation to crime.

Fan Xiao finally picked out the white suspender sock from the eight pairs of socks.

“So you like things that combine purity and temptation,” Lu Xining nodded. “No wonder you’re so good to my sister.”

"..." Fan Xiao: "Judging someone's personality from a pair of socks...who are you looking down on? I just picked one randomly to play along with you."

"No need to explain."

Lu Xining calmly reminded her, "I don't mind."

After giving the reminder, she put the other socks back into the storage space and then untied the white tank top.

“Wait,” Fan Xiao asked, “you’re going to change in front of me?”

"The door is right there. If you want to go out, I won't stop you."

Lu Xining pointed to the wooden door of the fitting room, a very slight smile curving her lips.

Then she manipulated the clothing props to remove the black stockings from her legs.

Then he turned around, with his back to Fan Xiao, bent down slightly, and put on the white tank top he was holding.

Fan Xiao glanced at Lu Xining's waist; it was so slender...

Moreover, this posture, this angle... it's obvious that Lu Xining did it on purpose.

She's so good at it!

Fan Xiao... shamefully did not open the door and leave.

Just watch quietly.

at the same time.

Inside the fitting room next door.

Having changed her clothes, Lu Baizhi took out the coins she always carried with her.

"My sister's behavior today... seems rather strange?"

"I have a feeling she's hiding something from me?"

"I...I think I'd better double-check."

"This isn't distrust; it's just a precaution, it's insurance, yes! It's insurance."

After convincing herself, Lu Baizhi tossed the coin in her hand into the air.

"My sister has fallen for Fan Xiao—either way or not."

Snap—the coin landed on the back of her hand.

reverse side.

"One instance doesn't prove anything. Trying to determine someone's thoughts by chance is not very reliable, and I've made mistakes before. Luck isn't everything."

"Again."

*Snap*—Front view.

"Again."

Snapped……

After ten attempts, Lu Baizhi obtained a result of 6 positives and 4 negatives.

This result vaguely points to one conclusion—the older sister does indeed have a problem.

However, Lu Baizhi was not entirely sure whether this conclusion was accurate.

The fact that the score wasn't 10-0 left her feeling insecure.

The human brain is too complex.

She had previously tried to judge people's thoughts and ideas based on luck, but she was wrong many times.

This must be the limitation of her luck... or rather, its limit.

Moreover, my older sister is a D-level player.

This identity might also inadvertently increase the difficulty of judgment.

"Although the outcome is uncertain, my sister's behavior today was indeed somewhat unusual and cannot be ignored. Perhaps... I should give it a try?"

Once the thought came to mind, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

After all, it concerns one's own happiness, so one cannot be careless.

At this moment, Lu Baizhi suddenly remembered that she had heard the sound of a door opening next door, followed by the sound of a door closing shortly afterward.

My sister went out to find a shop assistant to change her clothes, it probably won't be that quick, right?

She definitely didn't go out!

Is she... letting other people into her fitting room?

Lu Baizhi's mind started working.

As a top student, she's definitely not stupid.

I just didn't subconsciously suspect it before.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root and sprout, making it difficult to go back to the beginning.

"Sister, you wouldn't... have dragged Fan Xiao into the fitting room, would you?"

Lu Baizhi was startled by her own guess.

She felt uneasy.

After thinking for a moment, she very quietly opened the door to her own fitting room, tiptoed closer to her sister's, and then pressed her ear against the door to listen intently.

Thankfully, I didn't hear anything.

"Wait a minute! Changing clothes should make some noise too, right?"

Lu Baizhi suddenly realized.

Props!

My sister used a prop!

After deducing this information, the girl subconsciously gripped the doorknob tightly and tried to open it, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.

"who!"

A second later, Lu Xining's cold voice came from inside.

"Sister, it's me," Lu Baizhi said. "Open the door for me first, I have some questions to ask you."

"..."

Standing in the fitting room, Lu Xining subconsciously glanced at Fan Xiao.

Fan Xiao smiled and unlocked the door.

"you……"

Just as Lu Xining was about to say "What are you doing?", the door creaked open, and Lu Baizhi's gaze swept in, meeting hers.

Lu Xining subconsciously felt a little nervous.

If possible, she naturally didn't want to strain her relationship with her sister.

My younger sister is a normal girl in love, and she certainly wouldn't tolerate being betrayed by her.

Even if she doesn't have any "possessive" thoughts, her sister will probably be very angry with her.

but……

Lu Xining soon discovered that things were not developing in the bad direction she had expected.

The younger sister glanced around the fitting room, and when their eyes met, she immediately became embarrassed: "Um... I... I was just curious and wanted to ask, what size clothes did you change into, sister?"

"..."

Lu Xining immediately understood the situation—Fan Xiao was up to no good.

He must have made himself invisible, which is why his sister didn't see him.

Otherwise, my sister wouldn't be so calm now.

It's probably a new prop...

Lu Xining didn't foolishly look at Fan Xiao.

She quickly composed herself and said calmly to her sister, "You opened my door in such a hurry just to ask this question?"

"I……"

Lu Baizhi said with some shame, "I'm...I'm sorry..."

"Okay, let's go out first, I need to change my clothes."

"Ok."

Feeling guilty for her mistake, Lu Baizhi obediently closed the wooden door and left.

Lu Xining glanced at the closed music box prop, hesitating whether to open it again.

Sound-absorbing devices are very useful, but if no sound escapes at all, it will arouse suspicion.

Fan Xiao then said, "You go out first, I'll go out later. We'll meet outside the store, and I'll just say I went to the restroom."

"Hmm...aren't you afraid Bai Zhi will hear you? Besides invisibility, your gadgets can also block out sound?"

"Well... that's a secret."

Fan Xiao spoke mysteriously.

The illusions he creates can interfere with a person's vision, hearing, and smell; they are not simply about "seeing."

"I'm not trying to find out about your props."

Lu Xining said, "What I want to ask is, when you say you're blocking the sound, do you mean completely blocking it so that not a single sound can be heard, or is there some other reason?"

"Can't hear a thing? Isn't this just a case of protesting too much?"

Fan Xiao replied, "I can simulate some sounds to transmit."

"Then let's continue."

"...Continue what?"

"Fool, of course it is."

Lu Xining moved closer to Fan Xiao, wrapped her arms around his waist, hugged his back tightly, and placed one leg between his groin.

Her entire soft body pressed against him.

She slightly raised her head, her eyes, calm and clear like lake water, quietly looking at Fan Xiao.

A delicate fragrance began to linger around Fan Xiao's nose; Lu Xining was wearing a very pleasant perfume.

Because they were so close, their breaths mingled, as if they were one.

Fan Xiao's breath hit Lu Xining's collarbone, and Lu Xining felt the heat and returned an even hotter breath.

Both of their bodies were getting warmer.

Soon after, Lu Xining's cheeks flushed, and she instinctively squeezed her legs together.

Fan Xiao: "..."

So... he went?

They only hugged for a short while.