Peach-Orange! – Chapter 432 – Xiaocheng’s Measurements

It made sense that custom-made clothing required detailed measurements. Chi Xiaocheng hadn’t checked her body stats in a long time either. Though she was already 19, she felt there was still a slim chance she might grow a little more.

Besides, without the Status Glasses, she couldn’t see the various numerical values Su Tao had for her. She didn’t know how much affection or possessiveness Su Tao had toward her now that they were officially a couple.

Chi Xiaocheng also wanted to use this opportunity to confirm a few things.

She agreed with a nod, then followed Su Tao to the storage room to fetch a measuring tape and scale. Once everything was ready, she asked softly, “What should we measure first?”

“Height.”

They didn’t have professional equipment like in a hospital, but a simple tape measure would do. Su Tao mainly wanted to verify whether the numbers from that strange pair of glasses were accurate.

Su Tao directed Chi Xiaocheng: “Take off your slippers first, and your socks too. Yes… press your heels down, then stand up straight.”

Chi Xiaocheng puffed out her chest slightly and asked softly, “How tall am I?”

“153.5 cm.”

Su Tao pressed down on Chi Xiaocheng’s hair to confirm the measurement.

There was a 0.5 cm discrepancy compared to the number from the glasses, but considering this wasn’t a professional height-measuring tool, Su Tao could understand the minor error.

“Next is weight.”

Su Tao took out the electronic scale, but Chi Xiaocheng hesitated.

Her fair, delicate feet pressed against the floor as she stared at the scale and blurted out, “Tao-Tao… do you think if I step on this, it’ll show a number way higher than expected?”

“Uh…” Su Tao recalled the data from the glasses and replied with a smile, “Definitely not. When I carry you, it always feels like you weigh nothing at all. You’re really light.

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“Besides, your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. Gaining a little weight would actually be good. You’re still a bit too thin right now.”

Due to her frail health and small frame, even at 153 cm, Chi Xiaocheng was the classic petite, doll-like type.

As long as her weight didn’t drastically affect her figure, it wasn’t a big deal.

But stepping directly onto the scale like this wouldn’t be very accurate.

“Take your phone out of your pocket, and take off your T-shirt and pants too.”

“Eh?!”

Chi Xiaocheng had already lifted her foot, about to step onto the scale, when Su Tao’s words made her freeze mid-air. Her round little toes twitched involuntarily, mirroring the shock on her face.

‘Tao-Tao… are you really just measuring my height and weight for custom clothes?’

Chi Xiaocheng hesitated. “R-Really… I have to take them off?”

“Take them off.”

Su Tao’s tone was firm. Her mind was still fixated on the data from the Status Glasses, so she didn’t overthink Chi Xiaocheng’s shy reaction.

Only when the rustling sounds of clothing reached her ears did Su Tao slowly snap back to reality.

‘Wait… did I just say something outrageous?’

Lifting her gaze from her conflicted thoughts, Su Tao was met with a sight that would make tomato-themed censorship algorithms reject it instantly.

Of course, Chi Xiaocheng was still wearing undergarments. But even so, seeing the person she liked undressing so close up was enough to make her heartbeat quicken.

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Chi Xiaocheng’s face flushed. “D-Don’t stare at me like that! Look at the scale!”

“Ah, right.”

Only then did Su Tao realize Chi Xiaocheng was already standing on the scale.

But when she looked down, what caught her eye wasn’t the number “40.5” displayed on the scale, but those fair, delicate feet.

A certain outrageous comment Su Tao had once seen on a forum flashed through her mind: I can’t even imagine how good these would taste.

She hadn’t paid much attention before.

But now… they seemed kind of cute.

When she looked up and saw Chi Xiaocheng’s flustered expression, Su Tao found her even more adorable.

Before long, Chi Xiaocheng’s slightly aggrieved voice sounded: “A-Are you done yet?”

“Y-Yeah.” Su Tao laughed awkwardly and quickly read out the number. “81 jin ¹ 1 jin is approximately 0.5kg . A month ago at the hospital, it was 79 jin. Even with all the rich food and soup every day, you only gained two jin.”

“It’s not bad. At least I don’t feel as weak when going out now.”

Honestly, reaching around 90 jin with a little more softness would be even more perfect.

“By the way… how much do you weigh, Tao-Tao?”

“Uh.…” Unlike Chi Xiaocheng, who didn’t stress about her own physique because she already knew her condition, Su Tao took her weight and figure very seriously.

It had been a while since she last stepped on a scale.

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Thinking this, Su Tao set her phone aside and stood on the scale.

The numbers rapidly climbed.

50.5 kg.

101 jin. Not bad.

Su Tao let out a quiet sigh of relief. She was slightly heavier than before, but it was still within the healthy range and acceptable to her.

Compared to the weight fluctuations from being emotionally “steamed, boiled, fried, and stewed” in the past, Su Tao’s condition had stabilized now. With proper nutrition, her weight had naturally increased.

“Now that we’re done, I’ll put my clothes back on.”

Unable to bear the inexplicable embarrassment any longer, Chi Xiaocheng reached for her clothes.

But the girl behind her snapped back to attention and grabbed her shoulder. “Ah, wait— we still need your measurements.”

“Huh?”

W-Wait, why would we need those?!

“It’s for the custom clothes, after all.”

“But those clothes aren’t underwear!”

Chi Xiaocheng’s face burned as she let out a despairing whine, but she couldn’t resist Su Tao’s insistence. She obediently let the girl take her measurements, hands wandering all over.

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“78-54-82.”

Su Tao rubbed her chin as she looked at the recorded numbers, then at Chi Xiaocheng, who was sitting stiffly on the chair with her legs tightly pressed together.

Honestly, while measuring, even she hadn’t fully processed it.

Chi Xiaocheng usually wore loose T-shirts or hoodies in different colors but the same style.

The one time they’d bathed together before, Su Tao hadn’t dared to look too much.

At night, her apologies were limited to the collarbone and above.

If she hadn’t taken these measurements, she truly wouldn’t have realized that despite Chi Xiaocheng’s petite body, she still had some curves, at least for a girl of her size.

No wonder holding her while sleeping felt so nice.

So it wasn’t just psychological?

After awkwardly enduring the process, Su Tao also had a growing suspicion.

The data from the Status Glasses… might actually be real.

At least the height and weight matched.

Was it because Si Chen had pre-programmed the numbers? Or was this high-tech glasses capable of remote manipulation?

Or… was it all true?