Chapter 515: The Challenge

After Lu Yizhan had quickly called Liao Ke to take care of the account, Lu Yizhan was on the verge of collapse when he received a call from Bai Liu.

As soon as the call was answered, Bai Liu said, "Wipe out the account you set up for Spades, there's too much money and something will happen."

"I asked Liao Ke to wipe it." Lu Yizhan touched his face, he cried and laughed, "I've got the money in your account, watch it, don't let him cash it again, it's enough to last him for thousands of years."

"What are you guys buying, and why is he suddenly cashing in so much?"

Bai Liu paused for a moment, "Clothes."

"......" Lu Yizhan now really doesn't know what to say, "What kind of clothes can cost so much?"

"But you've worn out those clothes, it's time to change them, it's good to buy new ones, well, keep an eye on Spades, I'm off to work."

"Happy birthday, Bai Liu."

Lu Yizhan smiled and said so casually before hanging up.

Bai Liu turned around and opened his hand slightly for the tailor to fit him, at the same time placing the phone he had just replaced on the glass table next to him, and at the same time taking a bank card from the shirt and trousers he had just taken off on the table with two fingers, and handing it to Spades who was waiting next to him with his eyes raised: "From now on you can use my card for anything you want to buy, not someone else's. "

Spades picked it up with an oh.

A subtle tsk from Liu Jiayi next to him - Bai Liu This puff of bullying total.

Those who don't know really think they are swiping his money.

This is a shirt shop recommended by Muke, who thought Bai Liu had been wearing shirts for a long time and recommended this shop, which he thought was very good in terms of fabric and workmanship.

The seamstress is a F. C. seamstress, a woman of great skill and seriousness about her clothes and her customers, and she is now pushing up her glasses and opening her arms to her sides to show Bai Liu how to measure her bust and shoulder width.

This tailor whispered a couple of words, which Muke next to him translated thoughtfully: "Shoulder width 44 cm, bust 88 cm, all normal and relatively standard."

The tailor slid a soft ruler downwards and tucked it around Bai Liu's waist, patting him on the back and gesturing for him to take a deep breath, which Bai Liu obediently did.

The seamstress also paused for a moment after the measurement, her expression a little surprised.

"You're a bit on the skinny side." Muke's eyes instantly became grave, "You're only 68 around the waist, just under two feet."

But the tailor said two more things, and Muke translated almost in the same breath, "But it looks good in clothes like this."

"No." Muke quickly countered, "You can't be that skinny even if you look good in your clothes."

The seamstress shrugged helplessly as she went in to choose a dress for Bai Liu, who put his hand down and pointed at Spades: "Measure him too."

Muke calmly replied, "He's too big for his height and the shop doesn't have anything for him."

Bai Liu looked at Muke for a while and didn't say anything, just looked at Muke quietly for a while, and finally Muke was helplessly defeated: "There are other shops that suit him, I'll take you there later."

"Thank you." Bai Liu smiled and said thank you.

Muke sighed, "No need to say thank you."

In a few moments, the tailor came out with a full set of clothes. She had chosen for Bai Liu a satin folded collar shirt and a pair of high-waisted dark suit trousers, both in the most comfortable fabric, as Muke had ordered.

Bai Liu took it in and changed it, and after a while he lifted the curtain and paused for a moment before stepping out.

All eyes looked over and Mu Sicheng, who was drinking tea, couldn't hold back a mouthful of water.

Bai Liu's top half of the shirt was actually an open necked V-shirt! The neckline was hidden all the way down to the waist and stomach, and was tucked into a high-waisted suit pant!

The shirt, which was carefully selected by the tailor, has a non-exaggerated layer of rippled satin fabric on either side of the collar, which laps back and forth against Bai Liu's smooth white skin like waves of water as he walks, through which the scar of a reverse cross can be seen faintly in the centre of Bai Liu's heart.

Bai Liu's shirt is half tucked into the belt of his suit trousers and half untucked, so the drape of the half shirt is loose. The semi-transparent hem of the shirt swayed lazily back and forth as Bai Liu moved.

Bai Liu's hair was simply scratched by the tailor, scratched into a big wet back, only a few strands not so regular fell next to his eyes, the tailor also gave Bai Liu a pair of small round-rimmed glasses with gold rims, as the man bowed his head to straighten the cuffs, lifted his eyes so lightly to look over, and asked them softly, "This doesn't look good on me, does it? Is it?"

Now even Tang Erda can't help but take a step backwards in rigidity.

...... This puff of tawdry air.

"This set is too ......" Mu Sicheng walked up and compared it to the current Bai Liu, his eyebrows were knotted up, "It's not bad, it's just too... ..."

Liu Jiayi succinctly gives the current Bai Liu a description: "Playboy."

"I don't think it's everyday either, it's a bit revealing." Bai Liu lifted the curtain with a natural attitude, "I'll go and change down."

"Wait." It was Muke's voice.

"No change." That was Spades' voice.

Bai Liu turned his head as he raised an eyebrow and asked in return, "What's wrong?"

Muke's eyes shone brightly and he sounded excited: "What's so revealing! Don't you think you look very expensive in that? The whole world will go crazy for you when you walk out like this!"

Spades gazed at Bai Liu and said in a serious tone, "Very nice! Buy it!"

Bai Liu: "......"

He seems to have some idea of Muke's aesthetic standards.

Spades was controlled by Bai Liu after swiping eight outfits and finally took Spades to the same shop that had previously given Tang Erda her clothes.

It's a more conventional men's tailor, not so much in the way of fancy clothes, and Bai Liu buys four or five identical sets of white shirts and trousers in a kind of restocked manner - he's used to wearing them and doesn't feel the need to replace them.

At the tailor's recommendation, Bai Liu bought two more suits that could be worn out and were more normal in style.

But Spades' fitting process was a bit more peculiar, as he had to stare at the tailor for half a day when he was being measured for the first time, making him sweat.

Muke waited sternly for the tailor to report Spades' measurements, Mu Sicheng walked, pretending not to notice, to the curtain where Spades' measurements were taken, his eyes locked with Muke's for a moment, and the two men waited, fists clenched, with baited breath.

We can't lose out to Spades this time!

After all, this lizard still looks rather skinny and his breasts are certainly not as big as his!

"Height, 190.6 cm."

"Bust, 113."

There was a pattering of measurements in the curtain, and again that very exclamatory, lame, "PERFECT!"

Nima.

Muke: "......"

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Why does a lizard have such large breasts! Does that make sense!

Tang Erda was dragged to the curtain in a daze by Mu Sicheng, whose eyes went back and forth twice between Tang Erda's body and the curtain, and smiled as if he was out of breath: "It's okay, you're still two centimetres older than him."

"Our team didn't lose!"

Tang Erda :?????

Spades got dressed and lifted himself out of the curtain and met Mu Sicheng's eyes.

--Damn, lost!

Spades wore a black suit from start to finish, with a white shirt in a very plain fabric, with about three or four centimetres showing through the cuffs, a suit that could only be described as ironic and well-fitting, without any other merits, and even with slightly broad shoulders and bad manners, it could easily have been worn by security guards and insurance salesmen.

But not Spades.

There is nothing in his eyes, and unlike Tang Erda's well-honed fierceness in uniform, there is a strange disconnect in Spades, even in these formal suits, where one can clearly see that there are no rules and regulations in his eyes, a pure disorder and indifference.

Also wearing a suit, Tang Erda looks like a person, Spades like a monster in a human shell, which gives him a more intense wild impact than Tang Erda - something that makes you feel that this thing in the most regimented, formal of human suits is not constrained by the outfit.

It is still a monster that hurts and kills.

Spades just glanced at Mu Sicheng and his eyes quickly slid to Bai Liu who was sitting on the sofa, putting down the magazine he was casually flipping through and looking Spades over from top to bottom, he commented with a smile.

"Nice."

Mu Sicheng was surprised to find that the Spades, which had just seemed to be in a shell, instantly fitted into the suit he was wearing.

It was as if, at Bai Liu's careless compliment, the creature had finally given up its unaccustomed wrestling with this unfamiliar garment and willingly bound itself into the suit for the sake of the compliment.

He becomes like a human being, a real one in a suit with a certain controlled aggressiveness.

Spades walked over to Bai Liu, who naturally opened his arms and hugged Spades, asking him, "Don't you like this dress?"

"It's not comfortable." Spades said.

Bai Liu was receptive: "So how about we switch to another one?"

Spades has rarely worn such formal clothing before and it's only natural that he's not comfortable with it - the first time you wear formal wear, it's uncomfortable for a human, let alone a lizard.

Spades paused: "No, this one looks good, buy it."

Bai Liu smiled, "That's fine, whatever you want, you can buy it if you like."

"But that's how the real world works." Bai Liu lowered his eyes to caress Spades' face and whispered, "Beautiful things come with certain strictures, and if you want to enjoy them, you have to follow the rules and put up with a certain amount of discomfort."

"Because beautiful things are fragile, and if we push too hard we can crush them."

Spades lifted his head as he looked down at Bai Liu in his arms and asked seriously, "Will you be crushed by me too?"

Bai Liu smiles: "Of course not."

"Because I can't be nice enough, I'm worse."