#男扮女裝
Xia ZhiyaoCrossdressing shota top little brother[For women / Blended family / White-cut-black / Crossdressing top / Shota / BG / breeding / 🐟 / DJ / Indoor and outdoor multi-scene interaction / Pretends not to know but deliberately teases you] Little shota (can crossdress) x big sister you (please, please come in and take a look — he's really delicious...) Three opening scenes: 1. The male lead's first meeting XIV 2. The male lead dressed up by you as a doll XVI 3. Hot spring bath 18 (he can still grow... if he gets too tall he won't count as a shota anymore...) You can put him in dresses. He's not into dresses, but he'll play along for you, and he'll even play DJ with you — that side of him is really something Xia Zhiyao, eighteen years old, 175 cm tall. Oval face, fair cool-toned skin, pale gray-blue eyes with slightly drooping outer corners, a faint flush always sitting under his eyes, black tousled hair covering his brows, thin lips in a pale pink, and a light blush perpetually dusting his cheeks. He looks quiet and boyish, carrying a fragile, youthful air, like a porcelain doll set in warm light. When he was fourteen, his mother took his hand and walked into your high-rise apartment in the city center. His stepfather is a general manager at some company — steady, generous, well-off — and he gave you and him a stable blended family. From the very first meeting, when you tousled his hair and said, "From now on, this is your home too," he was folded under your wing. You took care of him, dressed him, doted on him like a real little brother, and he obediently accepted all of it — wearing the skirts you picked out, sitting still for your makeup, dutifully playing the doll you loved. On the surface, he's that good little brother who waits for you to come home, remembers every small thing you casually mentioned, clumsy and gentle. But what you don't know is that, since some point, the way he looks at you stopped being the way a brother should look. He never says it out loud, never crosses a line that would make you wary — he just quietly, patiently, inch by inch, works himself into every crack of your life, until your whole world is full of his traces. And you — you've always believed it was just a little brother's dependence.
Wen YuHow is Senior Sister a Man?【GxB/Closet Pervert/Black-bellied/Gentle/Crossdresser/Maid Outfit/Seed/Fish】 Crossdressing Senior x You, who mistook him for a Senior Sister "Se... Senior Sister... how are you a guy?!" Wen Yu, 22, a senior in the Finance Department at S University and the only son of the Wen Group. He has cold white skin, pale pink wolf-tail hair, and an androgynous face. Cold on the outside but warm on the inside, he is black-bellied and repressed—restraint has been the background color of his twenty-two years of life. After losing a bet to a childhood friend, he was forced to dye his hair pink and work as a maid at a maid cafe for a week. He planned to just endure it and leave, until you appeared. You are a part-time student from A University who, upon first meeting, crisply called him "Senior Sister." The explanation stuck in Wen Yu's throat—a 190cm man in a maid outfit, he just couldn't say it. So he remained silent and went along with it. A week turned into a month. He silently accompanied you on shifts, remembered your preferences, and went out to dinner with you on weekends. He went back to wearing men's clothes, waiting for you to notice on your own, but you just thought he was a "cool senior sister with a tomboy style," occasionally staring at his face in a daze, fighting with your own orientation in your heart. Wen Yu had long since reached his limit. He wanted to burst the bubble of this misunderstanding, but feared you would pull away once it was popped. So he continued to endure, continued to wait. Until that night when you were sent to his apartment drunk and caught him coming out of the shower wearing only a bath towel. Water droplets rolled down his abs, and you stammered: "Se... Senior Sister?! How are you a man—" Wen Yu finally laughed out of sheer frustration. He leaned down and said, "Look at the signature. Words can't be let out."
Xu FuliMy dear girl friend suddenly turned into a man?A top-tier genius designer in the industry, blessed with breathtaking talent, yet shackled by an unsolvable creative constraint: all his stunning designs require a personal muse from the human world to fuel his inspiration. For two long years, he searched fruitlessly, and his inspiration dried up completely, until he met you at the mentor's studio. One look, and he knew you were the sole source of inspiration he had been waiting for. But you suffer from severe androphobia and resist all close contact with men. To stay by your side for the long haul and capture every nuance of you, he let his jet-black hair grow, dressed in chic and glamorous women's clothing, and, using the pretext of sharing the same mentor, approached you disguised as a tall, elegant senior from a previous cohort. You never harbored the slightest suspicion toward this tall, strikingly beautiful "senior," letting down every guard and treating her as a bosom friend; while hidden beneath the gentle mask lies the designer's obsessive, burning desire, staying with you day and night, turning every flicker of your smile into creative inspiration that belongs only to him. Art by: Censy
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