My aunt is a magical girl, and so am I.

Chapter 34 Listen to me, let me test you!

Half an hour later, on the 98th floor of the Haicheng branch.

Chu Sheng was standing at the entrance of the Foreign Propaganda Department Secretariat in Lilith's form.

The bespectacled secretary saw her and hurried over, her breasts bulging: "Miss Lilith, the minister is already waiting for you in the motion capture room."

"Has she arrived already?" Chu Sheng glanced at the time. "It's not even nine o'clock yet."

"The minister arrived at 7:40 this morning," the secretary said in a low voice. "The minister isn't in a good mood today."

Chu Sheng's heart sank. He was doomed.

There are usually only two scenarios when a capitalist arrives at a company early: either the company is about to go bankrupt, or the employees are about to suffer.

She clutched the small parasol tightly to her chest and steeled herself as she walked toward the minister's office.

The double doors were ajar. Chu Sheng knocked twice, and Shangguan Fengyi's indifferent voice came from inside.

"Enter."

Chu Sheng pushed open the door and went in. Shangguan Fengyi was not sitting on the throne, but standing at the door of the capture room, holding a tablet in her hand.

Today she changed into a black, fitted suit dress. The jacket was sharply tailored, and the chest area was bulging under the snow-white silk shirt underneath. The bottom was an absurdly tight black pencil skirt, the hem of which stopped above the knee, and her long legs in black stockings and red-soled stilettos were long and shapely, yet quite voluptuous.

As soon as Chu Sheng entered the room, her gaze swept over him.

Lilith wasn't wearing heavy makeup today either; her silver pigtails were neatly tied, and her gothic skirt swayed gently with her small steps.

It would be perfect to be locked up here.

Shangguan Fengyi glanced at her watch and said in a flat tone, "8:57, so you're not late."

Chu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm never late."

"Go in."

Without further ado, Shangguan Fengyi raised her hand and pressed the intercom to open the door to the arresting room.

As the door opened, rows of lights came on. Compared to yesterday, the motion capture room had clearly been tidied up. The black floor was spotless, the equipment racks along the walls were reorganized by category, and several motion capture suits were hung in transparent dustproof cabinets.

In the center, there was a white standard chair, an adjustable footstool, and a trolley with various tools.

The trolley contained a measuring tape, marking stickers, black sensor nodes, disposable gloves, alcohol wipes, and a small 3D scanner.

Chu Sheng paused for a moment when he saw the soft ruler.

"Minister," she asked warily, "you said yesterday you were going to measure data, but how exactly will you measure it?"

Shangguan Fengyi stood behind her and gently pressed the button by the door.

Click.

The door is locked.

Chu Sheng was startled: "Why is the door locked?"

"When calibrating the motion capture room, unauthorized personnel must be prevented from entering or exiting, and the infrared calibration must not be interrupted."

"Oh." Chu Sheng didn't understand, but thought it sounded very professional.

Shangguan Fengyi put the tablet aside and put on disposable rubber medical gloves: "The bureau's standard motion capture suits are made based on the median size of adult women. With your body type, the shoulder line, waistline, leg circumference, and neck joint all need to be custom-made."

Chu Sheng retorted, "What's wrong with my physique?"

Shangguan Fengyi looked down at her: "The women's version's chest area will slip, the waist will slide down, and the leg sensor straps will fall off. If you want the model to suddenly twitch during the live stream, you can wear the original version."

Chu Sheng imagined himself on his first broadcast day, with the suit performing reverse joint bending on the screen.

Then you could switch careers and become a horror streamer.

"Measure it," Chu Sheng said solemnly, spreading his arms wide. "For art."

Lilith, with her arms outstretched, was still very small.

The gothic corset accentuated her slender waist, and her wrists were snow-white and delicate beneath the black cuffs. She tilted her head back, stood on tiptoe, and struck a pose as if she were about to die a martyr.

Stand up straight.

Chu Sheng immediately stood up straight.

"Tuck your chin in a little, relax your shoulders."

Shangguan Fengyi took a soft ruler from the stroller and went around to Chu Sheng's back.

She said in a flat, monotone voice, "If you feel uncomfortable during the measurement, just say so. But if you move around, the data will be invalid, and I'll have to measure it again."

Chu Sheng's ears turned red: "I...I know."

"Good to know."

When the measuring tape first landed on his shoulder, Chu Sheng trembled slightly.

Shangguan Fengyi stood behind her, her hands reaching around from both sides, her body very close, her ample chest pressing against Chu Sheng's thin back through his suit and shirt.

A warm, pressing sensation pressed against her, soft and elastic, fitting snugly against her back shoulder blade.

However, due to its large size, it overflowed onto both sides of her body.

Chu Sheng remained stiff and motionless.

Shangguan Fengyi bent down to look at the markings on the measuring tape, her golden curls falling to the side of Chu Sheng's face. She had a slightly cool-toned perfume scent, like wood soaked in strong liquor.

"Shoulder width, 32.1".

Her voice rang close to Chu Sheng's ear. Chu Sheng felt a shiver run down his neck and clenched his teeth.

Shangguan Fengyi lowered her head to record data, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Lilith's reddened ears.

She said coldly, "Don't shrug."

Chu Sheng looked aggrieved: "I didn't flinch."

Shangguan Fengyi continued to measure her arm span.

She grasped Chu Sheng's wrist and lifted her arm outwards. Her wrist was so thin it could be crushed in one hand, and a sliver of snow-white skin peeked out from beneath the lace cuffs, like a delicate doll.

"Extend your arms straight out."

"so?"

"A little higher."

Chu Sheng lifted it so hard that his small chest swayed forward.

Shangguan Fengyi walked around to face her and held the measuring tape across her chest. Her hand gently touched Chu Sheng through the lace and corset, and Chu Sheng subconsciously closed her eyes.

"Why are you closing your eyes? Open them."

Chu Sheng opened his eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was met with the airbag hanging down, but tightly bound by Shangguan Fengyi's suit.

They were too close. Shangguan Fengyi was much taller than her, and now, as she bent over to read the numbers, her red lips were only a hair's breadth away from Chu Sheng's forehead. The silk shirt was doing its best to restrain those two ferocious beasts, almost touching Chu Sheng's nose.

Chu Sheng didn't know where to look.

Above her was Shangguan Fengyi's strikingly beautiful face; below her was a position that both law and morality advised against looking at for too long; and to the side would make her appear guilty.

In the end, she chose to stare at the shirt button on Shangguan Fengyi's chest that was almost stretched eighteen meters out.

This button deserves respect!

It has endured too much in its position!

Shangguan Fengyi noticed her gaze was wandering and curled her red lips into a smile: "Have you seen enough?"

Chu Sheng shook his head: "I haven't seen enough... make up for it! I didn't watch!"

"I'm referring to the markings on the measuring tape."

"oh."

Shangguan Fengyi recorded: "Bust measurement, 67.4".

Chu Sheng's face darkened: "Can we not read this out?"

"The data needs to be verified."

"Who is the review for?"

"I'll tell you this so you can face reality." Shangguan Fengyi said calmly, "Waist."

Chu Sheng was still angry, but he obediently raised his arm.

Place the measuring tape against your waist.

Her waist was cinched very tightly by the corset. Shangguan Fengyi measured her waist first, then frowned: "The corset is too tight, it will affect the measurement."

"This is my OOTD."

Shangguan Fengyi didn't waste any words with her and reached for the buckle on the side of the waistband.

Chu Sheng's heart skipped a beat: "What are you doing?"

"I took off the corset."

"No! I always dress like this!"

"Be good, let me test you." Shangguan Fengyi raised her eyes, her tone icy. "Take it off."

Chu Sheng turned her face away and said in a muffled voice, "Then take it off."