Crossdress Ch54part1

Xu Yan silently thought to himself that he should really like to see himself wearing a dress, after all, he had asked for so many photos during their online relationship.

But after being together, he had never heard him mention this request again. Those little dresses of his were now locked in his wardrobe.

He had heard from his senior sister that men tend to change their hearts easily after being together, and once they get what they want, they won’t cherish it.

Could it be that he would be the same?

Xu Yan’s mind was filled with random thoughts, and his face couldn’t hide his emotions. He looked at Wen Sinian eagerly, waiting for his response.

But Wen Sinian didn’t speak. His face was half-hidden in the darkness, his gaze was dark and unclear, and he stared at him deeply.

It seemed as if he was trying to discern whether the expression on his face was a momentary impulse or a well-considered thought.

Under that gaze, Xu Yan felt as if his whole body had become naked, being held in someone’s palm and carefully examined, analyzed, and dissected.

Then, the gaze moved down, slowly sliding over his legs that were spread apart.

In his mind, he could even recall the contours in those photos, the slender waist wrapped in various types of small dresses, the white and tender long legs, the beautiful and pinkish knees, the thin but fleshy legs…

Not only did he want to see it with his own eyes, but he also wanted to tear those little dresses off his body with his own hands.

There wasn’t much time left, and the lights would be out in ten minutes.

Wen Sinian said in a hoarse voice, “Get out of the car first.”

Xu Yan didn’t expect him to answer like this. His first reaction was a sense of rejection.

Seeing that he didn’t move, Wen Sinian patted him, “Let’s talk about it when we get back.”

When we get back, there are other roommates, and it’s almost time for lights out. What else can we say?

Xu Yan still got off Wen Sinian’s lap, opened the car door himself, and walked sullenly towards the dormitory building.

Wen Sinian locked the car and followed his footsteps.

The two of them entered the dormitory one after the other.

Li Huaiche and Zhao Qingji had already finished washing up and were sitting at the table chatting.

“Wen-Ge, I thought you weren’t coming back to live tonight. And Xu Yan, why are you so late?”

Xu Yan: “I went out to eat with friends and it got a bit late.”

After speaking, he took his toiletries and walked into the bathroom, closing the door.

While brushing his teeth and washing his face, he thought sullenly that this bad guy didn’t say whether he wanted to see it or not, leaving him in such a state of suspense.

He would never wear a little dress to show him again.

It was exactly eleven o’clock, and the light in the bathroom went out.

At the same time, Xu Yan heard footsteps outside the door.

“Click,” the door was opened.

In the next moment, a tall and dark figure appeared outside the door, standing quietly and silently, as if watching him.

Xu Yan recognized Wen Sinian at a glance. His heart suddenly shrank. This was the dormitory, and the voices of the other two people outside could still be clearly heard.

He had just finished washing the bubbles on his face and wiped it again. He was about to take his things and go out.

But the figure outside the door blocked his way and pushed him on the waist, bringing him inside the door together.

This time, the lock was gently closed.

Xu Yan was so nervous that he couldn’t help it. In a panic, he turned on the flashlight of his phone. Before he could light it up in front of his eyes, he was suddenly held up by both hands under his buttocks. With a lightness, he was skillfully lifted and sat on the washstand, with his back against the mirror.

With his legs spread apart, the figure forcibly squeezed into the gap and stood in the middle.

The phone was placed on the side table, and the flashlight shone on the two of them.

Xu Yan wanted to get down from the table, but his waist was pinched, and Wen Sinian lowered his eyes, “Don’t move.”

Xu Yan lowered his voice, “They will hear it outside.”

Wen Sinian leaned over and kindly reminded him, “So be a little quieter. Don’t let people find out what we are doing here.”

Xu Yan bit his lower lip and didn’t dare to make a sound.

Wen Sinian touched his wet face and leaned over to kiss him.

He couldn’t finish the kiss in the car just now, but now he could continue.

But after all, considering that there were people outside, he couldn’t kiss for too long.

After letting him go, he let him lean in his arms to catch his breath.

Xu Yan couldn’t hear the voices outside anymore. The only sound in his ears was the thumping of his heartbeat, both his own and Wen Sinian’s.

“Baby,” Wen Sinian hugged him down and tidied up his clothes for him, “Remember the promise to wear a dress.”

Xu Yan blinked, thinking that he actually didn’t want to see it at all.

Wen Sinian whispered in his ear, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “It’s inconvenient in the dormitory. I’ll take you out to live next time.”

With a sigh full of infatuation, he softly said, “Baby, you don’t know how much I want to see it.”

He was so obsessed that he was almost going crazy.

Xu Yan was finally able to leave the bathroom. His cheeks were burning, but fortunately, the lights were out and no one could see. While Li Huaiche and Zhao Qingji were still chatting, he quickly climbed onto his own bed.

After a while, he heard the bathroom door open again.

Xu Yan buried his face deeply into the quilt, hugging his little stuffed rabbit, and couldn’t fall asleep no matter how he tossed and turned.

Wen Sinian stayed in the bathroom for so long. What was he doing? He didn’t dare to think about it, but Wen Sinian said he wanted to see him wearing a dress. He recalled the dresses he had, and basically, he had worn them all. So what kind of dress should he wear next time? After thinking for a while, Xu Yan sent a message to Shang Jia asking for her advice.

Shang Jia: Why are you suddenly asking me about dresses? Aren’t you logging into your account anymore?

Shang Jia: Ah ah ah ah, Baby Yan, who do you want to wear it for?!

Xu Yan: I don’t want to wear it for anyone, I’m just asking casually.

Shang Jia: Is it for Wen Sinian to see? You can’t hide it at all.

Shang Jia: I have a dress here that is very suitable for you. I can bring it to you tomorrow.

Shang Jia kept her word. The next day at noon, she ran to find Xu Yan with a bag. She even used a black bag to pack it, as if she was afraid of being seen. She mysteriously stuffed it into Xu Yan’s arms, “Look at it when you get back and no one is around.”

Xu Yan was extremely curious. What kind of dress was it that couldn’t be seen? After finishing his meal, he returned to the dormitory. His roommates were not there, and Wen Sinian had also gone to the studio. He then secretly took the dress out of the black bag.

It turned out to be a black and white maid dress. The skirt was so short that it could barely cover his crotch, and it couldn’t cover his buttocks at all. The chest and back were largely exposed, and the waist was very tightly bound, with hollowed-out sides. It seemed as if someone could easily reach in and pinch his slender waist up and down. Below was a thong, paired with black stockings, and there were two thin leg rings on the thighs.

Xu Yan only took a glance and quickly stuffed the dress back in. This… this was impossible to wear…

He threw the black bag into his own wardrobe and closed the door with a “bang.”

***
The preliminary round of the short film competition they had previously shot began quickly, and just as Shen Nanli said, it was based on public voting.

As soon as the voting channel opened, Xu Yan’s group took a strong lead in the number of votes, largely thanks to Wen Sinian’s immense popularity.

But as the film continued to spread and its reputation began to ferment, the votes were no longer just about popularity. Their short film’s quality clearly surpassed that of the other groups, and the vote gap quickly widened into a landslide.

After the first round of voting, Xu Yan’s group naturally advanced to the second round of professional jury review with an undisputed first-place lead.

A teacher specifically called Xu Yan and his two teammates in for a conversation, telling them that the organizing committee had already taken notice of their film and wanted to recommend them in advance to participate in an international student microfilm festival.

The three of them were ecstatic. Being able to participate in a film festival was already an incredible honor. It was an international event, and whether or not they won an award wasn’t important, what mattered was that their work had received unprecedented recognition.

When Xu Yan returned to the dorm, Wen Sinian and Li Huaiche happened to be there too. Upon hearing that Xu Yan’s film was going to the international microfilm festival, Wen Sinian was genuinely happy for him.

He had seen all the effort and hard work Xu Yan had put in during the shoot.

Xu Yan was so happy that his smile radiated from his eyes and brows, vibrant and full of life, impossible to hide and utterly captivating.

If it weren’t for the two massive third-wheel light bulbs in the room, Wen Sinian would have loved to pull him into his arms and kiss him thoroughly.

Li Huaiche was equally excited: “Such a coincidence! We also have good news, our team in Europe just received the prize money from a competition. This year the competition was tough and prestigious, and the prize money even doubled! Wen-Ge promised to take us on a trip with the winnings, you’re not going to back out, right?”

“I won’t,” Wen Sinian replied with a glance at Xu Yan and his teammates. “Wanna come along?”

Li Huaiche added, “Yes, yes! We all helped out with Yanyan’s film too, so it’s like celebrating your international debut in advance!”

Xu Yan, being flattered too much, quickly humbled himself: “It’s just going to be screened at the festival, we probably won’t win anything. It’s hardly what you’d call an ‘international debut.’”

Li Huaiche: “That’s still amazing. How many people even get their films screened? The semester isn’t fully underway yet, if we don’t go now, there won’t be another chance. Zheng Yao and I were just talking about going diving in Harbor City. It’s warm this time of year. Have you ever been? If not, come along, Wen-Ge’s paying anyway.”

Wen Sinian’s gaze stayed on Xu Yan almost the whole time. With a faint smile, he invited, “Xu Yan, let’s go.”

Xu Yan was actually worried about a few unfinished assignments. Lately, he’d either been in class or buried in the library. Even though he lived in the same dorm as Wen Sinian now, they only got to see each other at night, stealing moments together in the bathroom to kiss or cuddle.

But that was like drinking poison to quench thirst for someone like Wen Sinian.

After so much restraint, there had to be a breaking point.

And now, the opportunity had come.

None of the three had ever been to Harbor City. When Shen Nanli heard there would be diving, his eyes lit up with desire. He glanced at Zhao Qingji, the straight-A student, who also looked tempted. The two of them flanked Xu Yan, pressuring him into agreeing.

Unable to resist the peer pressure, Xu Yan finally nodded.

They were free Thursday and Friday, and next Monday was an off week. With the weekend, they could carve out a five-day trip, plenty of time to enjoy Harbor City.

While packing, Xu Yan even brought his laptop, thinking he could work on assignments back at the hotel at night.

Wen Sinian packed lightly. In front of Xu Yan, he opened his wardrobe.

Xu Yan caught a glimpse of the various skirts stored inside and was startled by his boldness. what if Li Huaiche and Zhao Qingji came back and saw them?! He quickly stepped over to block the wardrobe door.

Looking at Wen Sinian, he whispered in half-scolding, “What are you doing?”

Wen Sinian reached into the closet, took out a beautifully wrapped paper bag from the side of the skirts, then gently held Xu Yan’s hand and closed the door.

“Just getting clothes,” he said while deliberately rubbing Xu Yan’s hand in his palm. “What did you think I was doing?”