The wind chime rang, and Ringer, who was flipping through a book, looked towards the door, and the witch Dale opened the door and walked in.
"Mr. Ringer, have you found my things?" Dale asked mysteriously. Lin Ge nodded and winked at Lanya outside the bar.
Lanya trotted to the bar and took out a pair of white underwear from the hat. When Karina retrieved it yesterday, it didn't even struggle, let alone attack her.
Lin Ge thought that as a male, it was inconvenient for him to carry it, so he gave it to Lanya for safekeeping.
"Miss Dale, your things." Lanya offered the lost items with both hands. Dale blushed slightly and quickly took it.
"Thank you very much." Dale lowered his head and was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "By the way, where did you find it?" Ringer poured her a glass of wine and answered her question.
"What, being worn by a girl? This..." Dell showed a troubled expression. Even if she found the underwear that had been worn by others, she would not be able to wear it again.
As soon as she loosened her hand slightly, the pants in her palm flew to the bar, and the sides trembled, as if she was saying something to the original owner.
Ringer, Lanya, and Elise all looked at this magical witch pants that seemed to be dancing in amazement, but they didn't know what it was expressing.
Only Dale can understand it.
After "listening" for a while, he seemed a little angry, but he quickly controlled his emotions.
"Okay, Xiaobai, as long as you answer me honestly why you ran away, I will let you go back to find her." Lin Ge looked at Xiaobai on the bar, then looked at Del, and suddenly had a surprising thought: Look It seems that this pair of pants is intelligent and can communicate, so do you want to buy it a drink?
No, wait, what was I thinking, this is stupid. After hearing Dale's words, Xiaobai twisted again, conveying some information.
Dale listened patiently, then slammed the bar.
"Hmph, it turns out that bitch Alexia was the one who instigated it." Hearing the name Alexia, Ringer was a little surprised. This astrology witch had just come to the store yesterday and performed a divination for him. So this thing has something to do with her?
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Dale in front of him saying to him: "Mr. Ringer, I can only ask you one more time."
"Huh?" He came back to his senses,
"What?"
"Help me send Xiaobai back again. At this point, we are no longer suitable." It was much easier to send a pair of pants back to the girl than to take them off. Lin Ge nodded and agreed, but he was very curious. .
"Miss Dale, can I take the liberty to ask you what you were talking about just now?" Dale gritted his teeth and said: "I just asked Xiaobai why he left me, and he told me that it was because a certain divination maniac revealed his destiny for him, saying It is serving the wrong person, and is encouraging it to set off to find the real master. It really pisses me off, this blasphemous old witch, let’s see how I will settle the score with her when I go back.”
"Alexia?"
"Yes, that's her." After a while, Del suddenly came back to his senses and asked doubtfully: "Hey, do you know her?"
"Miss Alexia went to the store to drink."
"I see, she must have divined for you, do you think it's accurate?" Lin Ge said honestly: "I think it's pretty accurate."
"That's all she can do." Dell said angrily, then picked up the wine glass at hand and drank it all in one gulp, her whole face immediately turned red.
"Okay, I have to go back to settle the accounts with her. Xiaobai, I will stay here. You can send it back to the 'real owner' after get off work! Hum, I'm leaving!" Del put down the empty wine glass. , turned around and left without any nostalgia.
Xiaobai, on the other hand, stood on the bar, swinging his corner as if waving goodbye to her. Del left without looking back. Lin Ge looked at Xiao Bai on the bar with complicated and subtle emotions.
Xiaobai also seemed to be in a complicated mood. He wrapped a corner of the empty wine glass left by Del and shook it towards Ringer.
Ringer was dumbfounded. Could this guy be begging for a drink? *
