"You girls can wear high heels, can't we boys wear them? Just wear longer pants that cover the shoes. You can also stuff cotton into your clothes to expand your body. As for faces, fake faces are popular, haha. This kind of plastic facial makeup
It's sold everywhere. I used to wear this for convenience when I was a detective. Hehe, am I very smart? You can't even recognize me?" He was still proud of himself.
"Yeah, I don't recognize you. Why does your voice change?" I couldn't tell that it was his voice no matter how hard he spoke in Chinese. This guy is so unique.
"Ah, I speak in bel canto. I like music and I also learned bel canto."
"Come on, if you are like that... and you still have a beautiful voice, it's just a waste of terms."
"Okay, you belittle me. Belittle me hard."
He pouted, and simply sat on the sofa with his head tilted, holding his chin and looking at me, with an expression as if he was waiting for me to finish scolding him and make peace with him. Alas, seeing his look like this, I was not in the mood to scold him, so I scolded him fiercely.
He glanced at him and said: "Let's go find Miqi. In case he is really in danger, let's go."
"Okay. Then, can you hold my hand?" He made many more requests.
"Why should I hold your hand? Don't you have any legs?"
"No. It's a little difficult to walk on high heels. I always stumble..."
"Deserves it..."
Knowing that his fatal injury was on his "foot", I walked very fast on purpose and arrived at the door of our room on the eighth floor of the cruise ship in no time. At three o'clock in the evening, the carnival on the deck had ended, and most of the tourists had gone to rest.
At this time, there was an eerie silence on the eighth-floor yacht.
"Dong dong, dong dong."
I knocked on the door of our room, but no one came to open the door for a long time.
Gao Yinuo and I couldn't help but look at each other, "Did something happen?"
Goino guessed that he was worried.
"Hey, what should a boy do at this time without a key?" I asked.
"Kick the door."
After saying that, he kicked up, but the doorknob was quite solid. He looked at me again: "Girls should help when necessary. Besides, I wear high heels."
"What? You can't kick the door if you wear high heels? It's a far-fetched reason. It's better to say that you are weak."
Even though he said that, I still helped and kicked the door open with him... The door panel then fell to the ground.