Chapter 731: During the wedding
"Ah, there is a typo here."
Looking at the little ghost immersed in writing, I suddenly exclaimed.
"Where?!"
The little ghost seems to be very satisfied with his report that the pornographic article has taken up more than 90% of the weight. No, it should be said that at the beginning it was to vent his dissatisfaction after seeing the sex between me and the little fox, but Now I am gradually immersed in my own writing.
So when I heard me speak like this, I immediately panicked. Those dreamy and beautiful silver eyes, which are said to be like torches, were constantly searching for me in my notes. Their vicious eyes were like those of a housewife with decades of grocery shopping experience. He exudes the same courage as a peerless expert when passing by every vegetable shop with an empty vegetable basket in his arms.
"Here, here, look"
While she was panicking, I took the pen and paper from the little ghost's hand very naturally, and then made a small modification on it, changing the name of the elf maid with a tragic life who jumped out of who knows which stone. Became Alice.
"Wow wow wow wow!!"
Seeing that important parts of his most popular work have been modified, wouldn't it be more like a diary of a girl with a weird hobby who likes to record her own shameful events?
"What a shame, you actually took my proud work. Xiaofan, you should be aware of it. If this is the case, then so will I."
The little ghost, who was burning for some reason, snatched the pen and paper from my hand, then modified the notes, and then proudly pointed the contents of the second revised report at my eyes.
There is no magic trick, just imitate my method and change the Alice I modified into another name, uh, Feeney.
""
"puff----!!"
This is too tasteful, why does it have to be that transvestite? If Aleus's dead rotten girl could see it, maybe
Well, if she sees it, her reaction is really unpredictable. On the one hand, this rotten girl will treat a man like me who is not beautiful at all. I have no interest at all. Let me explain in advance that the interest here refers to gay interests. On the other hand, Fini has become completely effeminate. The boundaries of gender are too blurred. To be honest, I think Aleus admits Fini. The probability of it being a man is not very high, so
Hey hey, now is not the time to digress, it is not the time to think about this at all! !
I suddenly woke up and quickly grabbed the note. If this was the case, then I would also hum. As a senior otaku, of course I know that the same move cannot be used on the enemy a second time, so I want to use it this time. What I want to change is not Finny’s name, but me as another protagonist. What should I change it to? By the way, let’s change it to the hairy Hans.
That's right, it's Hans, not the Hans of the Hanbag team, it's just the same name. What I'm talking about now is another manly Hans. Although his name has appeared on the scene before, many people may have forgotten it. Come on.
Sex: Male
Race: human
Occupation: Barbarian
Nickname: Manly Man
Characteristics: Big, with all the advantages and disadvantages of a barbarian.
Distinctive features: He is extremely large, his skin shines with a brown oily luster like that of a nobleman, and his body is very hairy. It is said that if this person spreads his arms and runs, the arm hairs on his arms will dance in the wind. It is also said that an old hen once killed him. The hair on his chest was mistaken for a chicken's nest, and an egg was laid inside.
Personality: Likes to show off, especially proud of his elastic muscles and lush body hair.
Hobbies: Taking off your clothes in public in bars and showing off your muscles and body hair.
Self-created special move: Manly Hug, holding the enemy in his arms and suffocating him to death with his thick chest hair.
""
In short, although I have never seen it, judging from the content of the rumors, it looks like the kind of tight-fitting repairman.
A scary man in a tight-fitting overalls with half-unzipped top chain casually sitting on a park bench and saying "Why don't you give me a shot?" to a passing boy.
In a tent in the outer city of the elves, under the early morning breeze, a beautiful maid uniform was fluttering in the wind. Fini, who looked particularly sunny and beautiful, was carrying the washed clothes with a cute smile and humming a relaxing and cute tune. Come out and dry them one by one.
The yellow bells on her neck made crisp sounds with her joyful movements, and together with the blue sky and the gentle breeze blowing on her face, they formed an audio-visual and tactile feast. Even some elves who occasionally passed by were attracted by this beautiful scene. Shocked.
"Meow!"
Suddenly, Feini shivered inexplicably, and even the wet clothes she was about to dry fell to the floor.
"Meow meow, what's going on with this shuddering feeling, meow? Is it my cousin again, or the red-haired devil, having his own ideas, meow?!"
Feini, who had a bad premonition in her heart, screamed helplessly as if she had been appointed, picked up the soiled clothes on the floor, and went back to wash them again.
"Fini, come on, the wedding ceremony will start soon."
Oona, who was still holding a spatula in her hand, greeted Fini.
"Wait, come on, meow!"
Feeney quickly hung up the rewashed clothes and trotted toward the tent in a panic, looking like she was about to fall down at any moment.
"Why are you so dazed? Are you blaming me for not letting you see Master Fan? I'm not talking about you. Haven't you been bullied by him enough? He is clearly a demon in mortal skin."
"Oona, meow, no, that's not the case, my cousin just likes to bully people, there is no malicious intention, meow!!"
"Fini, let me tell you, if you continue like this, you will be sold by others one day."
"Meow meow?! Could it be that Oona wants to sell Feini Meow?!"
"It's not me! It's not me, idiot! Do you really don't understand or are you just pretending to be stupid?! Don't cry, idiot! No wonder Master Fan likes to bully you so much. It turns out that this is the case. Now I want to bully you, idiot!!"
"Sure enough, Oona wants to sell me, meow?! Meow meow meow."
This is the daily life of this young couple with a delicate relationship. Outsiders can no longer tell who is the husband and who is the wife.
"Wow"
After changing my name to Manly Hans, the little ghost and I put our heads together and read the notes from cover to cover. We both subconsciously let out an exclamation, and our stomachs churned violently because we hadn't eaten breakfast yet.
"How should I describe it? I feel like this is no longer a scary or disgusting feeling. Should I describe it as curiosity?"
The little ghost tilted his head, his deep silver pupils full of confusion.
""
""
"Burn it."
After staying for a while, the little ghost and I said in unison, and took action, throwing this short film h that combines graffiti and curiosity into the brazier.
At this time, the little fox came back with breakfast for three people. The first thing he saw was that the little ghost and I were surrounding the blazing brazier, exuding the spirit of "Burn, burn, disappear completely from this world." Cursed breath.
I always feel that a lot has happened to these two guys in the short period of time since I was no longer there.
Lucia puffed her mouth slightly and tried to pretend not to care, but she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.
"You coquettish fox, maybe there is something strange put in here in an attempt to poison this saint."
During breakfast time, the little ghost pointed at the food in front of him and asked with complete distrust.
It is said that this is a special food of the elves, a food with a subtle name like "Special Jam Sandwich Shaobing".
Some people may say that there is nothing surprising about the name of jam-filled sesame cakes, but if you think about it again, why do you need to add the words "special" in front of it, which exudes an obvious dangerous smell? Such as "special jam", "special bread", "special juice"
"Dangerous food like that.
Besides, leaving aside the word "special", "shaobing" is actually quite satisfying. Why can't it be changed to "pancake"? No, this is inappropriate. Why can't it be changed to a more serious "noodle pancake"? No, that's a bit
After staying for a moment, I raised my eyes and looked far away, with tears streaming down my face.
The writing is really profound and profound.
"Humph, then don't eat it."
The little fox wagged its tail, showing a cunning and dangerous smile.
"Do you think this can stump this saint? You are too naive."
The little ghost actually shouted loudly, and just when I was secretly cheering for her sudden strength, she picked up the special sesame seed cake in front of her and handed it to me, with a flattering smile on her face.
"Xiaofan, come on, ah"
""
Does that mean it doesn't matter if I die?
“This smell”
As soon as I took a bite, I immediately showed a complicated expression.
It cannot be said to be unpalatable, and of course it is definitely not delicious. This is a taste that surpasses the taste detection function of the human tongue. It is quite complex, and I instantly felt the difference between human taste buds and elf taste buds. Is it the same huge distance between human eyes and dragonfly eyes?"
In short, let’s temporarily classify this thing as a dangerous food on the same level as Aunt Lisa’s special jam.
"Woo"
The little fox started to enjoy it, and after taking one bite, he showed a rather complicated expression.
"Hey, why don't you eat?"
The little ghost stuffed the last piece into his bulging mouth and looked at our expressions, asking vaguely.
""
There is no way, even diamonds can be eaten with gusto. Even if there is such a performance, it is not surprising. The eyes of the little fox and I communicated, and I made this judgment.
As if the time had been calculated, Kane came not long after breakfast.
"Elder Fan, congratulations."
As soon as he walked in, the beaming Kane pretended to congratulate him with his hands.
"Joy and rejoice together."
I subconsciously smiled back.
Kane: ""
Huh?
"Anyway, let's put on our clothes first."
Kane placed the dress with snow-white lining and sky-blue jacket that he selected last time in front of me and urged me with a smile.
After a while, someone's screams echoed in the room.
"Little ghost, come in and help"
To be honest, this was my first time wearing an aristocratic dress. I had no idea it would be so complicated, so I had to ask the help of a ghost who was a rich second-generation princeling ten thousand years ago.
Sure enough, although this little ghost usually looks like a confused fool, when it comes to wearing this kind of clothes, she shows a lot of experience. With her help, I quickly put on the clothes and felt good about myself. Come out inside.
"How about it?"
As the saying goes, beauty depends on clothes. This is indeed true. At least that’s what I thought after putting on the clothes. This dress, which takes into account both the style of human aristocrats and the preferences of elves, is indeed very outstanding, just like A good weapon, even if it is equipped with a uniform-looking cannon fodder-level NPC soldier, can cause huge trouble to the protagonist. That is the level.
"Not bad, not bad." Kane nodded with satisfaction.
What caught my eye was the little fox, which circled around me several times, holding its elbows and squeezing its chin as if thinking deeply.
"It really is"
"What is it really?" I was a little interested in her evaluation and swallowed my saliva.
"Shine in the ordinary."
From the little fox's mouth, I got such a subtle comment that I couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a disparagement, or whether I should smile. However, even the little ghost, my old enemy, nodded in agreement. I also I could only accept this subtle comment with a subtle expression.
with
With such an expression, when he stepped outside, facing the bright morning sun, the figures of the old drunkard and the short winter melon appeared outside.
"Oh, isn't this the pack mule beast that got lost in my house a few years ago? Why is it here?"
The old drunkard said the line he had been preparing for a long time to me.
"nonsense!"
Dwarf Winter Melon glared at Beard and scolded angrily.
"Didn't you see? The way he appears, he is clearly my disdainful son Tualatin!"
In other words, is Tualatin equal to a pack mule beast? Short winter melon, you really show no mercy to your son.
I was expressionlessly complaining about the ridicule of these two people in my heart. As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Today is our big day, so I will remember this account first.
"Fanfan, Fanfan is so handsome, even more handsome than that Drizzt!!"
The lively little girl Tia looked at me and pounced on me.
Thank you for your compliment, but Dia, as the saying goes, too much is too little, I still have the self-awareness. In terms of appearance, my level with that super-smart prince cannot be compensated by my clothes. This kind of obvious flattery can only make me feel inside. Contains sympathy.
I thought this as I touched Tia's little head and wiped away some sad tears.
"It's true, in Tia's heart, Fanfan is more handsome than Drizzt!!"
Tia seemed to be trying hard to comfort her, staring at her with a serious look in order to be convincing, even her face turned red.
