Chapter 10: Strangers United by Shared Misfortune

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After tidying up her clothes, Xiao Yu came out to find Lu Xing already eating; changing clothes would have to wait.
“Come eat with me. Oh, this meal is on you—you’re the one paying!” Lu Xing said with a smile.
Xiao Yu remained silent; she still felt somewhat uneasy in front of her “self.”
However, she was indeed hungry.
Sitting down, she picked up a crystal dumpling with her chopsticks and ate slowly. After finishing one, she took out the piece of paper and looked at him, asking, “What do you mean when you say humans are controlled by artificial intelligence?”
“It’s a long story. Simply put, I traveled to the future world!”
Lu Xing told her about Jiang Xuannu’s situation. Xiao Yu furrowed her brow deeply, pondering for a while before glancing at her current appearance and sighing, “If I hadn’t experienced it myself, I definitely wouldn’t believe you!”
Lu Xing laughed.
Curious, Xiao Yu asked, “What is the virtual world like in the future?”
“It’s hard to describe.”
Lu Xing thought for a moment and answered, “I was shocked at the time and thought I had entered a fairy tale world. The virtual world’s objects were incredibly pristine, but now that I think about it, a world that’s too clean and orderly actually feels strange.”
“Maybe you’re just not used to it. In our era, virtual worlds don’t exist. Brainwave applications are still experimental, let alone blocking human brain perception to trap someone in a virtual world.”
“Nice choice of words—‘trap’!” Lu Xing chuckled.
Xiao Yu smiled and asked some more questions about artificial intelligence. After confirming there would be no AI invasion from the future, she shifted the topic.
Upon learning that Lu Xing had also traveled into the bodies of two other girls, her expression turned peculiar.
“What’s wrong?”
“What’s it like to become a noble lady?” Xiao Yu looked down at his broad chest and, suppressing a smile, asked.
It was strange to imagine such a big guy transformed into a delicate duchess.
“...”
Lu Xing gave her a sideways glance and pointed at his chest. “Why don’t you ask me what it feels like to become a rich and beautiful woman?”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Xiao Yu replied politely, picking up a soup dumpling to eat.
Watching her eat one after another, Lu Xing grew a little envious. He grabbed a bamboo skewer and got some fruit, sighing, “This is the most luxurious breakfast I’ve ever had. Too bad your appetite is so small—I was full after just a few bites!”
Hearing that, Xiao Yu realized she had eaten quite a bit: three crystal dumplings, a bowl of shrimp rice porridge, six soup dumplings, and a glass of milk.
“Is this just a difference between men and women? Even after eating so much, I feel like I could eat more.”
Looking at her body, she murmured softly.
Lu Xing laughed heartily and pushed the remaining breakfast toward her. “You eat it. After all, it’s food your mouth has already tasted—surely you won’t mind?”
“Don’t say that. I’ll... I’ll just get used to it first!”
Xiao Yu’s expression was priceless.

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In other words, the two were constantly “kissing,” their mouths always carrying the taste of the other...
Lu Xing wasn’t bothered; with such a beautiful woman as Xiao Yu—even if she was older—he felt no disadvantage.
After a while.
“Why do you eat so much?”
Xiao Yu finally finished eating, delicately wiping her mouth with a napkin and tossing it into the trash can. Her movements were elegant, but to Lu Xing, watching her use his body in such a way was utterly bizarre!
Seeing his expression, Xiao Yu quickly caught on and glared at him. “Don’t sit like that. Keep your legs together; don’t sit so casually!”
Now Lu Xing, in her body wearing a nightgown, was sitting with his long, pale legs spread wide. Xiao Yu had never seen herself like this and found it strange.
“...Like this?”
Lu Xing tried the feminine sitting posture, legs together and tilted to one side.
“Mm, much better.”
Xiao Yu nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Xing’s mouth twitched before quickly abandoning the feminine pose. “You may find it comfortable, but I don’t. I’m a big guy—sitting like a little girl is just awkward.”
Little girl?
Twenty-nine-year-old Xiao Yu felt a secret thrill and smiled at him. “Adjusting your sitting posture is nothing. The etiquette of a medieval noble lady is far more complicated. Didn’t you adapt to that? You were wearing skirts over there, right?”
Lu Xing’s expression now became quite comical, making Xiao Yu laugh heartily.
She covered her mouth and turned away, laughing demurely and ladylike. If it were the real her, a beautiful woman with such composure would be even more pleasing to behold.
But!
“Stop laughing! I feel like hitting someone!”
Lu Xing quickly raised his hand to stop her, unable to watch any longer.
His body performing such effeminate gestures made him uncomfortable all over!
Suppressing her laughter, Xiao Yu found using a male body a rare and novel experience—literally.
“Let’s go. I’ll pick out some clothes for you.”
After breakfast and a brief rest, Xiao Yu stood, leading her own body—Lu Xing’s, in fact—into the bedroom’s dressing room.
“This dressing room is huge.”
Lu Xing remarked. The wealthy woman’s several-hundred-square-meter luxury apartment had a dressing room almost larger than his dorm, with exquisite furnishings he couldn’t recognize.
Xiao Yu smiled slightly and pressed a button on the wall. A wardrobe slowly slid open, revealing yet another more private changing room inside.
“?” Lu Xing looked on, shocked and puzzled.
Xiao Yu explained, “The outer room is for current-season clothes; the inner one is for off-season garments.”
Lu Xing could only envy her. He didn’t understand the world of the rich.
Xiao Yu began selecting clothes for him.
Seeing the dresses, gowns, and long female robes, Lu Xing hurriedly said, “Pick something for men!”

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“Didn't you already wear a skirt?”
“That was out of necessity. Don’t you find wearing men’s clothes strange?”
“Fine, but I don’t have any men’s clothes. I—no, you tell the secretary to buy some.”
“...Forget it, I’ll pick this one.”
Lu Xing was reluctant to spend money, even though it wasn’t his.
He chose a suit, although it was a woman’s suit.
Xiao Yu didn’t object, only saying, “This suit is what I wear to more formal business occasions. It needs to be paired with high heels, but I’m sure you don’t want to wear those.”
“Of course not!”
“Then close your eyes and come over here. There’s no mirror here.”
“Okay, whatever you say.”
Lu Xing spread his arms, closed his eyes, and stood still, letting her do as she pleased.
Soon, Xiao Yu undid the nightgown on him. Her skin, white as jade, was revealed as the silky gown slipped down, halting just at the chest.
Lu Xing remained calm, though the description might sound odd, he kept his mind steady.
Xiao Yu in front of him blushed deeply, as if she were the one naked.
Well, in fact, she was—though the soul was Lu Xing’s, the body belonged to her, and she could see herself bare.
What frustrated her more was her figure was excellent. When she told Lu Xing to lift his foot and move slightly, the body swayed. She was almost certain Lu Xing felt it!
Even more exasperating, to wear a bra, she had to have Lu Xing bend over and use his hands to stuff the “bunnies” into the cups.
“Hahaha!”
Lu Xing suddenly laughed, clutching his armpits with both hands.
“What are you doing? Don’t move!” Xiao Yu blushed fiercely. With his hands closed, it was like... a deep valley.
“You can’t blame me. You touched the ticklish spots on your own body. Who knew you were so ticklish?”
“...”
Oh no, he knew her weakness! She was most ticklish under the arms.
In this not-so-large dressing room, Xiao Yu was losing her mind. What kind of messy situation was this—dressing herself, scratching her own body, yet the one being tickled was another man!
Was heaven punishing her for having a smooth life so far by making her endure such embarrassment?
Fortunately, Lu Xing also had to wear skirts in other worlds—equally embarrassing.
Thinking of them as fellow castaways in this vast world, Xiao Yu felt somewhat comforted and quickly finished dressing herself—don’t ask why she didn’t dress Lu Xing; describing that would be too strange!!!