Wang Xilou finished putting on his socks and stood up to look at his outfit with a curious look on his face.
It is said to be a maid outfit, but this outfit is actually not convenient for work. The exaggerated accessories and lace elements make her look like a doll. She can notice the sleeves on her hands, breasts, and open collar. The design of this dress is more or less meant to please men.
But it doesn't matter, she herself is happy to please her man.
This wig covered one eye. She looked at the man beside the bed with her left eye, and saw that his eyes kept scanning her body. This made Wang Xilou feel a little proud.
She teased him and said, "How about it, do you want Master to call you master?"
Feng Wuli coughed and said, "What kind of master? It's inexplicable."
She pretended to feel sorry for herself and sighed: "Isn't this dressed as a maid? Po Nu told me, don't you all play with these tricks?"
"Don't listen to her nonsense. The maid is not a slave."
"Okay, get up and get up."
She took off her wig and hair net, shook her long hair, put her white silk feet on slippers, tilted her head to let her hair hang down naturally, looked in the bathroom mirror and began to comb her hair.
Feng Wuli also got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
The small bathroom seemed crowded. She would occasionally ask Feng Wuli to help her pick up things and hand her a folder. Occasionally, Feng Wuli would ask her where a certain piece of clothing was. It really felt like a couple who had been living together for many years. The feeling made Feng Wuli feel very strange. While brushing his teeth, he frequently looked at the woman next to him who was still combing her hair.
Wang Xilou could see through the mirror that his eyes were always on her. While combing his hair, he asked, "Why are you looking at Master?"
"You just have to do it well."
She said funnyly: "No matter how much you vomit, I can't even hear what you said."
Feng Wuli took the saliva, spit it out, wiped his hands on her clothes, grabbed one of her wrists, and held up half of her face with the other hand. His rough palms felt the delicate skin, as if he was holding something precious. The object, in her confused sight, leaned over and kissed it.
From the time they established their relationship to now, how many times have they kissed, a hundred times, two hundred times, or is it far more than that? Why do they kiss, what is the meaning of kissing, and what is the reason for each of their kisses? Is there really a reason for something like kissing?
If procreation is engraved in genes, men and women driven by hormones complete sacred acts, but he really can't understand the meaning of two human beings touching each other with their lips and tongues, but such things do make him feel happy. He couldn't help but feel unfamiliar with what he had.
Feng Wuli had reasonable doubts that the poison she had cast on herself had not been solved.
Otherwise, I can't explain why I can't help but kiss her.
What a vicious woman.
After a long moment, his lips parted. He looked at Master, who was stunned by the kiss, and wanted to say thank you for the hospitality. He smiled and pushed back her messed up bangs and said, "I just said that I suddenly thought you looked good."
Wang Xilou's cheeks turned red and he punched him: "It smells like toothpaste."
When he left the living room, Po Nu had woken up so early, unusually, and she had also put on the C-suit given to her last night. She was dressed exactly the same as Wang Xilou, with the same delicate face, and she had even already worn it. Mary Jane's little shoes, the only difference is that the hair color on the top of her head is pink.
When she saw Feng Wuli, she smiled sweetly and said, "Good morning, Master."
Feng Wuli's heart couldn't bear it: "Stop shouting!"
"Hey, the fabric of this dress feels pretty good. It's better quality than the clothes I bought on Taobao!" As soon as she spoke, the feeling of a maid disappeared, and her Junsha accent didn't ruin the beauty. Somewhat different.
"Why did you get up so early today? I planned to go over and wake you up."
"No, wasn't it a sweet double row last night? I played all night to check the time and it was morning, so I didn't sleep. Then I tried changing into these clothes." As she said that, she yawned.
"Isn't it just a point?" Feng Wuli asked.
She was a little embarrassed: "Hey, after you got off
I hit a few more times, and then it was daybreak. "
"Come and take pictures."
"Okay, Master."
"I told you not to shout randomly, and your character is not of this nature. You are already OOC."
"What are you sucking?" She showed the same dull expression as Wang Xilou.
"It means that a certain character behaves in a way that is inconsistent with his personality."
"Ah? Then what kind of personality should I have?" Po Nu looked eager to learn.
Feng Wuli thought about it for a moment: "Well, he's a poisonous snake, sinister, and a bit narcissistic, so to speak."
"Oh~" Po Nu thought for a moment and looked at him with a look of disdain: "You're just a young apprentice, how dare you let your master wear such clothes? Why did I accept a rebellious disciple like you?"
"..." It was obvious that he was being scolded, but he actually felt a little moved.
It was past nine o'clock when we arrived at Junsha International Convention and Exhibition Center, and it was already crowded.
"There are so many people."
Wang Xilou looked at the colorful hair and various weird shapes, looking around like Grandma Liu when she entered the Grand View Garden, and kept asking him to look at this and that.
"Hey! Look at that, you're wearing a boar hood and you're shirtless!"
"Isn't this Spider-Man? Master has seen it on TV!"
She pointed at what she saw. In fact, there were quite a few people around who were looking at her. After all, Wang Xilou’s appearance was one of the best here, and her role was also a popular one. Go up to the guy next to him who looks exactly the same.
A pair of super-beautiful twins seduced a pair of twin characters in the anime. It was quite explosive!
As you can imagine, a lot of people came over to ask for photos, including both men and women.
But it’s not just humans, there are also many non-human beings.
Some monsters can appear in their own form without causing chaos, so there are always monsters from many cities gathered here at comic exhibitions. They regard this strange gathering of humans as a kind of game and join in.
There are really many people who come to take photos with Wang Xilou and Po Nu.
There was even a middle-aged man with a beer belly.
Feng Wuli looked at Director Yang, who was as shy as a child, with an expressionless face.
"Oh, do you want to help or something? You seem to have a mission, right?" Wang Xilou said.
"Don't bother Mr. Wang Xilou, we can handle it ourselves." Director Yang was flattered.
"Yes, please tell me for your help. My disciple has received so much care from you, but you don't want to be polite to me!" She had a noble look on her face, and Feng Wuli could tell that this person was also polite. Put it on.
Director Yang quickly expressed his understanding, but Feng Wuli felt that he would definitely not let Wang Xilou help.
Feng Wuli asked Director Yang to help take a photo of him and Wang Xilou.
One of them held his arm, stood next to him, and smiled brightly at the camera.
He also met the team from their club and went to say hello to them. They even had a stall at this comic exhibition selling hairpins and albums of paintings.
The president didn’t wear an S, but wore a very cute little dress. She said in the group that she actually doesn’t like to wear lo-skirts, nor is she a lo-girl. She prefers more heroic and neutral clothes, and then goes to tease her. There is another little sister, but God is unfair. Even if she is not given a boy, I will give her a height of 1.45 meters and a cute baby face!
"Then you can also play some male characters." Feng Wuli suggested.
"That's not possible. They just like cute little lolita like me. I will lead the team to perform later. Although it makes me sad to sell my soul to gain rankings, it is also for the sake of the club's advancement. There's nothing we can do about it!" She looked distressed as a good man who had to wear a small skirt for the sake of the club.
This is a very rough loli.
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