Cross-Dressing Boss with Great Skills × Thick-Skinned Chatterbox Making Do 3

Guo Rong's original world was similar to this one in terms of era, with only minor differences. For example, the hometown she grew up in and the people she knew were all gone. Since they were gone, that was that. Besides a pair of debt-ridden parents who ran away, a group of fair-weather friends, and a bunch of rival thugs, she didn't have any other close relationships.

So the reason she chose to live in City C initially was that she couldn't find her home and was too lazy to run around, so she just found a place with low rent to settle down. Her world also had City S. As a "local tyrant" female thug, she had been to such big cities, but felt she could better utilize her skills in her small hometown. Therefore, when she went to City S this time, she kept exclaiming how different big cities are, with earth-shattering changes in just three years.

Her seven-year-old son, on the other hand, seemed calmer than her. He kept tapping on his phone the whole time, undoubtedly playing games again. No matter what game he played, he always wanted to be the best. Who knows where this competitive spirit came from.

Guo Rong: "Son, look at that building outside, the shape is so suggestive!"

She pestered her son who was playing on his phone, pushing his head to make him look out the window. Guo Qian turned his head, glanced briefly, and responded perfunctorily with a couple of "mm-hmms" before going back to his phone.

Guo Rong: "Guo Qian, have you seen the recent hot news? Parents become 'phone addicts' by holding their phones all day, lacking communication with family members. If this continues, family bonds will be destroyed."

Guo Qian looked at his mom with an indescribable expression and finally said, "But I'm not a parent."

Guo Rong: "Have I been calling you daddy for nothing?"

Guo Qian rolled his eyes, but ultimately still doted on his mom. He put down his phone and asked her, "If you don't want me to look at my phone, then what do you want me to do?"

Guo Rong: "I want you to watch our luggage so it doesn't get taken. I didn't sleep well last night and want to nap now." After saying that, she found a comfortable position to sleep.

Guo Qian: "I'm just a kid?! You want me to watch the luggage while you sleep?"

Guo Rong: "Huh? When you wanted to wear leather pants, save your own pocket money, not go to kindergarten, and play games with me at internet cafes every day, how come you didn't say you were a kid then? Listen, since you've enjoyed the rights of being an 'adult' to make your own choices, you have to take on responsibilities."

Guo Qian knew that even though his mom said all this in a righteous tone, her core idea was just to be lazy.

After napping, Guo Rong felt refreshed as she got off the bus with the luggage. She checked the address to find the hotel, while Guo Qian slowly followed behind her, dragging his feet. Guo Rong walked a long way and saw that her son had fallen behind. She walked back, scooped him up and carried him.

"Oh my god, I've been feeding you too well. Look how heavy you are, I can barely carry you." After a few steps, she felt the load was too heavy and regretted it. She wanted to put the kid down and walk by herself, but little Guo Qian knew her ways. He clung to her neck like a koala, refusing to get down. The two of them took a taxi to the hotel in this comical posture.

No wonder people say Sword of Magic's production company is the most extravagant in the industry. Not only does the boss make games, he also runs a hotel business. The hotel they booked was also under the Wei Group. It was a standard single room, quite spacious, with a TV, bathroom, and even a computer.

The attentive service lady who led the way explained, "The guests on this floor are all Sword of Magic players this time. The computer rooms are specially configured. We hope you enjoy your stay here."

With this level of service, no wonder they make money! Guo Qian was already won over and pounced towards the computer. Guo Rong grabbed him and pressed him onto the bed. "You're taking a nap. We'll go buy clothes in the afternoon. Otherwise, you'll embarrass yourself showing up in shabby clothes tomorrow!"

Guo Qian still tried to struggle. "Mom! Mom, I just want to log into the game to sign in. I've signed in for so many days in a row! I won't play!"

Guo Rong ignored him and expertly wrapped her son in a quilt. Guo Qian couldn't break free. After three minutes, he gave up. After five minutes, he fell asleep.

Once he was asleep, Guo Rong chuckled and sat leisurely in front of the computer. There was only one computer, so if the kid wanted to fight with her over it, he was still twenty years too young.

When Guo Qian woke up from his nap, he found his mom occupying the only computer in the room playing games. He immediately gave her an accusing look, but Guo Rong lightly said, "Come, let you log into the game to sign in."

Instantly subduing the kid, the accusation turned into fawning.

In the afternoon, they went to buy clothes. Guo Rong swaggered into a high-end clothing store with her son, looked around, and then swaggered out again. Only after leaving did her expression change, and she said to her son in lingering fear, "Damn, those clothes are dead expensive. Do people really buy them? Only idiots would buy them."

As soon as she said that, she saw a tall figure with most of his face covered by sunglasses, carrying bags big and small, walking out.

Guo Qian: "Wow, that sister bought so much. She must be rich."

Guo Rong: "Are you blind? That's a man. Not everyone with long hair is a girl, just like not everyone with short hair is a boy." She grabbed a handful of her own straw-yellow short hair.

"But I really want to become a rich woman." Guo Rong held her son's hand and walked into another affordable clothing store. "Son, you have to work hard in the future. Whether mom can become a rich woman and lie around waiting to be fed in the second half of her life all depends on you."

Guo Qian: "Okay, then buy me leather pants."

Guo Rong: "Is there anything else in your head besides leather pants?"

Guo Qian: "There's also a leather jacket. Are you buying it?"

Guo Rong bought him a set. After putting it on, he looked unexpectedly handsome, probably because he was a cute little boy and not a greasy man. Guo Qian was very satisfied. Afterwards, he sweet-talked non-stop. Whenever Guo Rong tried on an outfit, he would compliment her, "Mom looks like a fairy in that, super pretty!"

"Wow! How did I get such a beautiful mom? I'm so lucky! No one is prettier than my mom!"

The moments when he sweet-talked were the most gratifying moments for Guo Rong, feeling that raising this son was worthwhile. After all, which woman doesn't hope to be complimented as good-looking? It had to be said that this body's appearance was better than her original looks - the breasts were breasts and the legs were legs. In the end, she picked out a dress and a shirt set, paid the bill with satisfaction, and even went to get her hair done.

Early the next morning, the mother and son were dressed to the nines and in high spirits, a stark contrast to their usual look of randomly throwing on clothes, casually combing their hair, and sitting in front of the computer in slippers picking their toes and playing games. They attracted quite a few stares along the way. One reason was because little Guo Qian was cool, handsome and cute, and the other was due to Guo Rong's sexy short skirt and large flower arm tattoo.

"Let me see, taking this subway to the Butterfly Anime Convention venue will get us close by. Come on, let's take the subway."

Guo Rong took her son into the subway and luckily encountered a less crowded train, successfully finding two seats by the door. But at the next stop, suddenly a lot of people poured in. Some were wearing t-shirts printed with anime characters, some carrying bags of various sizes as if moving luggage, and others cosplaying as various game and anime characters. It instantly became lively.

Looking around, Guo Rong spotted an extremely pretty girl.

The girl had narrow eyes, eyeliner making them very alluring, eyelashes long enough to place several matchsticks on. She had a tall nose and red lips, her gaze cool and aloof. Wearing a white dress, she was like a fairy. This fairy was a real fairy, not the fake kind puffed up by Guo Rong's son. Not only was this fairy good-looking, she was also very tall. Even without wearing high heels, her long legs were quite impressive, and that slender waist, super nice.

Guo Rong couldn't help but whistle at her, a winding, twisting, extremely flirtatious whistle. This whistle was too coquettish, ordinary people couldn't imitate it. It was Guo Rong's specialty. If she were a man, or if that pretty girl were a man, this could be considered harassment. But since they were both girls, Guo Rong whistled with a clear conscience.

Hearing this whistle, the pretty girl turned her head and saw Guo Rong. Suddenly, 'she' smiled slightly. Instantly, the aloof fairy descended to the mortal world, stunning a crowd of ordinary onlookers. After smiling, 'she' turned her face to look elsewhere.

This pretty 'girl' - was none other than the crossdressing master Chun Yuxi who had come to poach talent. Why did he smile? Because when he turned his head, he saw that tattooed girl's bold sitting posture.

Since she was wearing a short skirt, sitting with her legs crossed like that could really allow people to see her underwear. He happened to catch a glimpse. Chun Yuxi was just thinking about going over to remind that bold tattooed girl when he felt a hand behind him.

Subway pervert, lewd man. Pretty girls taking the subway, especially in crowded situations like this, can easily encounter harassment. Chun Yuxi thought to himself, why did my car have to break down today of all days? Maybe it was because the man behind him was unlucky.

He turned his head and saw that skinny, perverted man. Seeing Chun Yuxi turn to look at him, there was a hint of panic in the man's eyes, but he still had the audacity to continue groping. Chun Yuxi could even feel him getting more 'excited'. What a way to show respect by getting slightly hard.

Chun Yuxi remained unmoved, not stopping the other party's hand. Instead, he showed a meaningful, strange smile and leaned over to ask in the man's ear with a deep, magnetic male voice: "Bro, are you satisfied with the big ** you're feeling? How is it, big or not?"

It was quite big, but that perverted man didn't realize what it was until the 'goddess' in front of him spoke. Until that moment, he was dazed, deflated, and nearly went crazy.

A man? No, why was a man so good-looking? His IQ finally reclaimed the high ground and he started thinking: That's right, the 'goddess' in front of him was very tall, taller than him. Were girls usually this tall?

"Ding dong - Jinjing Station..." The subway announcement sounded and the train slowly came to a stop. Amidst the flow of people, Chun Yuxi grabbed the perverted man by the collar with one hand, dragging him stumbling to the subway door. With a swift kick, he booted him out forcefully. This kick was exceptionally powerful. That perverted man heavily crashed to the ground with a dull thud that made people's teeth ache.

The crowd had no idea what happened. Seeing a pretty girl drag a man away and kick him out, they were all stunned, standing to the side watching the two. That perverted man had a pained, twisted expression. He looked at the waving and smiling crossdresser in terror, scared out of his wits as he scrambled to his feet using both hands and ran off.

Chun Yuxi returned to the train car. It wasn't as crowded anymore. He walked over to Guo Rong and her son, giving them a slight smile. Then he took out his phone, tapped on it for a bit and showed it to Guo Rong.

Guo Rong vaguely guessed what had just happened and felt this pretty girl was truly amazing. Seeing her take the initiative to come over, she was quite happy. Looking at the phone screen, it said: "Friend, sitting like that allows people to see your underwear."

Guo Rong glanced at her crossed legs. Without hesitation, she scooped up her son beside her to sit on her lap, then let the pretty girl sit in the vacated spot, killing two birds with one stone.

"Thanks sister." Guo Rong eagerly struck up a conversation. "Hey, what happened just now?"

Chun Yuxi continued smiling as he typed on his phone to reply: "Encountered a pervert, so scary."

Guo Rong thought: Based on that pervert's expression before running off, he probably found you scarier.

Seeing that she didn't ask why he wasn't speaking and didn't take the initiative to explain, only typing on his phone, Chun Yuxi wrote: "Is this your son? So cute."

Guo Rong: "What's cute, he's annoying as hell. Wait until you have a son, then you'll know, they're all troublemakers."

Chun Yuxi: "..." I'm afraid I can't give birth.

Guo Qian acted up right on cue: "Mom, I'm thirsty, I want water."

Guo Rong: "Daddy, look, where am I supposed to get you water now? Wait a bit longer, I'll buy you water when we get there."

Guo Qian: "But I'm so thirsty."

Chun Yuxi took out a small bottle of mineral water from his bag and handed it to Guo Qian. He even gently patted the boy's head, the very picture of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Holding the mineral water, Guo Qian looked at Chun Yuxi, then at his own mother. He thought: Why are other people's moms so gentle? I'm so envious.

Author's Note:

Cross-dressers often encounter harassment. Cross-dressers are indeed the only standard for testing perverts, hahahahaha!