Chapter 417: All Three Are Girlfriends

After leaving the rock band club, the three of them walked home together and put down their backpacks.

Lin Xiuhong and Cui Suling had already prepared dinner and were waiting for them to come back and eat.

Li Luo knocked and entered Xu Youyu's room, calling out the senior who was busy typing.

After dinner, when Li Luo and the others mentioned they planned to buy swimsuits that evening, Lin Xiuhong couldn't help asking Cui Suling: "Do you have a swimsuit?"

"Of course I do," Cui Suling nodded. "My old one still fits. Don't you have one?"

"I have one too," Lin Xiuhong said. "But I haven't gone shopping at Intime in a long time."

"Then why don't we go together?" Cui Suling suggested. "They can buy their swimsuits, and we can just browse the mall."

"Great idea," Lin Xiuhong chuckled, then turned to look at Li Guohong. "You'll come with us later, right?"

"Old Xu should come too," Cui Suling said to Xu Rongsheng. "How long has it been since you took me shopping? Today your daughter's coming too—drive your car over later, and we'll take both cars so we don't have to haggle for taxis."

Li Guohong and Xu Rongsheng exchanged a glance, dumbfounded.

Though their levels of education differed greatly, when it came to being a husband… middle-aged men often shared the same helplessness.

Shopping with your wife was truly a torment.

But with a fellow sufferer beside you, it wasn't quite so unbearable.

So Xu Rongsheng nodded and said: "After dinner, I'll go home first and bring the car over."

"Perfect," Cui Suling nodded. "Lin Xiuhong and I still have to wash the dishes—you get the car here, and the timing will be just right."

Li Guohong already felt his lower back ache and his legs cramp at the thought of having to accompany his wife shopping again.

But when he glanced at Li Luo across from him, and the three girls beside him, Li Guohong could only sigh inwardly: Youth is truly wonderful.

After dinner, Lin Xiuhong and Cui Suling went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng also slipped into the kitchen to help.

Seeing this, Cui Suling gave her own daughter in the living room a look of exasperation.

But when she saw Xu Youyu and Li Luo sitting on the sofa whispering to each other, Cui Suling felt a wave of relief—her daughter wasn't entirely without appeal.

"I've already told my editor—he booked me a flight for the afternoon of the 31st, and I'll get back to Yuhang by evening," Xu Youyu whispered to Li Luo while sitting on the sofa. "Then I'll come straight back here, and the next day I'll fly out with Chanxi and the others."

Li Luo heard this and couldn't help but laugh and sigh at the same time.

But to prevent Xu Youyu's secret identity from being exposed, this was an unavoidable solution.

Still, the thought of Xu Youyu flying back and forth made Li Luo want to laugh.

Seeing his expression, Xu Youyu snorted and glared at him fiercely: "Isn't this all for your sake? And you're laughing?"

"It's just that you're too hesitant," Li Luo said. "If you were like me and just publicly revealed your identity, there'd be none of this trouble."

"Hmph… when your identity was exposed, I remember how pale your face turned," Xu Youyu muttered. "Now you've gotten so thick-skinned."

"Just try it once and you'll see," Li Luo grinned like a demon, encouraging her. "It feels like total social death at first, but once you're past it, it's really not that bad—you get used to it."

"My skin isn't as thick as yours, and…"

"And what?"

"My writing's different from yours," Xu Youyu shot him a disgruntled look. "I'm just too embarrassed to let anyone I know read it."

"Oh~ right," Li Luo remembered the explicit descriptions in Literary Era and couldn't help chuckling. "Then what will you do in the future? It'll eventually be exposed."

"Just shut up and say less," Xu Youyu grumbled. "If you're the one who leaks it, just wait and see how I'll deal with you."

"How will you deal with me?"

"Hmph! Just wait."

After chatting for a while, the four in the kitchen had quickly washed all the dishes.

Xu Rongsheng, who had rushed home right after dinner to fetch the car, had just arrived downstairs.

So the remaining seven gathered their things and headed downstairs.

But when it came time to get in the cars, they ran into a problem—three girls all wanted to ride with Li Luo.

In the end, Li Luo simply climbed into the front passenger seat of his father's car, leaving the three girls to squeeze into the back.

Lin Xiuhong and Cui Suling, good friends, got into Xu Rongsheng's car.

Xu Rongsheng drove ahead, Li Guohong followed behind, and as he watched the car in front, Li Guohong said: "Youyu, isn't your dad's car a Volkswagen?"

"Probably," Xu Youyu nodded. "I don't really know cars."

"That car's probably worth around 200,000," Li Guohong said.

"Yeah, something like that," Xu Youyu said. "Dad got a discount and subsidy from the university—he had some kind of partnership deal specifically for professors, so it only cost him around 100,000."

"That's pretty good," Li Guohong said, instantly envious.

Sure, the actual salary of a literature professor at Qianjiang University might not be much higher than that of a white-collar worker, but the fringe benefits were definitely not something ordinary people could match.

Many hidden perks gradually benefited both the individual and the family—including that family housing unit, all provided by Qianjiang University.

But Li Guohong didn't harbor any other thoughts—he simply thought Xu Rongsheng's car was nice.

If he could afford a car like that—100,000 to 200,000—he'd be perfectly satisfied.

At least it'd be better than his current junky secondhand sedan.

Li Luo clearly saw his father's thoughts and chuckled teasingly: "I already said I'd buy you a new car—why not pick one out while you've got time?"

"No no, no need to rush," Li Guohong immediately shook his head. "Let's talk about it after the New Year."

Li Luo knew his father would say that—he chuckled softly and dropped the subject.

When the two cars pulled into the Intime Mall parking lot, the eight of them got out and entered the mall, where Li Luo led the three girls toward the swimwear store.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiuhong and the others confidently let Li Luo and the three girls shop on their own, turning instead to browse other clothing stores.

On the second floor, the swimwear store had almost no customers due to winter; seeing them browse, the staff merely glanced once and ignored them, assuming they were just kids killing time.

But when the shop owner saw Li Luo and the three girls seriously selecting swimsuits, she got up and approached them, confirmed they were actually buying, and immediately launched into enthusiastic sales pitches.

Especially after seeing how exceptionally beautiful the three girls were, she didn't even need to think—she just poured out the most flattering words she could think of, never saying a wrong thing.

Xu Youyu smiled warmly and told the shop owner to just take a rest; they'd call out when they'd picked out what they wanted.

Then the three girls each took one of the swimsuits Li Luo had chosen and entered the changing rooms.

Seeing Li Luo waiting bored, the shop owner chuckled and struck up a casual chat: "These three girls are all so pretty— which one's your girlfriend?"

"All three," Li Luo replied with a smile.

"Huh?" The shop owner blinked, momentarily confused.

But the next second, Li Luo amended: "Just kidding. The one with the best figure is my girlfriend; the other two are my cousins."

"Ohhh, I see," the shop owner laughed, finally catching on. "You almost fooled me—you're such a joker."

Li Luo smiled but said nothing, thinking to himself: which part was the joke? Hard to say.

"Li Luo," Xu Youyu's changing room door opened and she poked her head out, calling to him, "Come here a moment."

Seeing this, Li Luo nodded to the shop owner and walked toward Xu Youyu's changing room.

The shop owner didn't mind—after all, they'd said they were a couple; helping pick out clothes was normal.

Just don't do anything improper inside the changing room.

When Li Luo reached the changing room door, Xu Youyu yanked him inside.

As soon as he stepped in, Li Luo's breath caught.

Xu Youyu had already changed into the black swimsuit she'd picked earlier. After he entered, she closed the door, stepped back two paces, and displayed herself before him.

"How's it look?" Xu Youyu's face carried a hint of shyness, yet she forced a bright, open expression—utterly alluring.

In Li Luo's eyes, Xu Youyu now wore a one-piece black swimsuit that lifted her chest dramatically, and he could clearly feel the deep valley between them calling to him.

Additionally, the swimsuit featured cutouts on both sides of the waist, revealing large patches of her snow-white skin—extremely eye-catching.

Paired with Xu Youyu's rule-breaking figure, it left Li Luo frozen in place.

"Hey, stunned?" Xu Youyu stepped close, leaning in to ask, "I asked you a question."

"... Beautiful," Li Luo said, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, his hands naturally landing on the cutouts, directly touching her smooth, delicate skin—making his heart tremble.

But at that moment, Yan Zhusheng's voice came from the adjacent changing room: "Li Luo, I'm done changing—come take a look."

"Should I go over?" Li Luo blinked, already eager to see how Yan Zhusheng looked in her swimsuit.

Seeing this, Xu Youyu let out a light huff and said, "Then go pick me another one to bring in."

"Alright."

After leaving Xu Youyu's changing room, Li Luo sifted through the many swimsuits again, imagining how Xu Youyu would look in each, and picked out two more.

Then he simply picked two more each for Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng, carrying them all over.

At this moment, Yan Zhusheng had already grown impatient and poked her head out of the changing room, looking toward Li Luo.

After Li Luo delivered the swimsuits to Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi, Yan Zhusheng pulled him inside, standing before him with a sweet, unashamed posture, letting him admire her freely.

"How's this one?" Yan Zhusheng wore a green one-piece swimsuit skirt, her long legs fully exposed—her cool, pale skin instantly capturing anyone's gaze.

Impossible to look away.

As for what lay above… seeing Yan Zhusheng quietly cover her chest with her arms, Li Luo couldn't help smiling.

"Where are you looking?" Yan Zhusheng pouted slightly, unhappy. "Don't look—it's not nice here."

"It's fine," Li Luo said, amused. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms away, glancing down briefly before laughing. "It's cute."

In truth, Yan Zhusheng wasn't completely flat—she just didn't show it under her usual clothes.

Now, in the swimsuit, it was clear: there was a slight curve, two small, stubborn buds growing.

Paired with Yan Zhusheng's pouting lips, it was utterly adorable—almost making Li Luo forget she was a seven-foot-tall beauty.

"You're bullying me," Yan Zhusheng whispered. "Li Luo's mean."

"I'm giving you a full evaluation so I can pick the most suitable, flattering swimsuit for you," Li Luo said seriously. "I brought these two in—try them on. They'll suit you better."

"Oh."

"Then I'll go out now."

After leaving Yan Zhusheng's changing room, Li Luo arrived at Ying Chanxi's door.

But Ying Chanxi was the only one who hadn't called him in to see—so Li Luo knocked and asked, "Chanxi, are you done changing?"

"Mm… done," Ying Chanxi replied softly inside.

"Want me to take a look?"

"This…" Ying Chanxi clearly felt shy, but ultimately didn't answer whether he should see her.

Just as Li Luo thought she was too shy to let him in, the changing room door quietly opened a crack.

Li Luo chuckled, opened the door fully, and walked straight in.

After closing the door, he looked at Ying Chanxi inside.

Ying Chanxi had already changed into her first swimsuit, but upon his entry, she shyly sat on the chair, clutching her down jacket over herself, her cheeks flushed red.

Yet even just seeing her bare, soft white legs and those delicate, adorable little feet was enough to hold Li Luo's attention for a long while.

"I can't see anything like this," Li Luo said, reaching out to pull her up from the chair.

Standing before Li Luo, Ying Chanxi still held her down jacket, her face bright red—so cute he wanted to bite her.

"I'm a little embarrassed…" Ying Chanxi whispered.

"Aren't you going to wear swimsuits on the beach anyway?"

"It's different," Ying Chanxi blushed. "The beach is the beach—this is here."

"Then I won't look?"

"I didn't say you couldn't look…"

"Then…" Li Luo raised his hand, tentatively gripping the collar of her down jacket and applying slight pressure.

Soon, Ying Chanxi's small hands loosened, handing the down jacket over to Li Luo.

Thus, Li Luo slowly lowered his hands, and the beautiful scene before him finally came into view.