Indeed, no matter how fine the fabric of the school uniform was, it could not stop Ximenlang's big hands from rubbing it. Mako's clothes showed many wrinkles, and she was so angry that she complained repeatedly. "It's so ugly. How can I go out to meet people..."
Ximenlang joked: "Otherwise, you can just take off your clothes and go out naked. It will definitely look good."
"Oh, what are you talking about? It's so bad..." Zhenzi, whose face was full of red clouds, stretched out his hand and pinched the opponent's waist and eyes. Of course, the force was not very strong and he didn't give up.
Ximenlang smiled and said, "Okay, stop making trouble, stand up straight first, and I'll iron it for you."
Zhenzi said angrily: "That's nonsense. I don't have an iron. How can you iron my clothes?"
Ximen Lang pretended to be mysterious and said: "I have a way, as long as you are not afraid of the heat."
Mako was curious and didn't know what method the other party would use to iron her clothes. She said with interest: "Okay, I'm not afraid of the heat. Just iron it."
Ximen Lang nodded, raised his right hand, and used the skill of the flame knife. Suddenly, flames burst out of his palm and drifted back and forth. Mako was stunned when he saw it, and the look in his eyes was filled with disbelief.
"Ah...what's going on? Your hand is on fire...you...don't scare me. Put out the fire quickly, or what if it burns your hand..." In desperation, his voice trembled.
She was a little incoherent.
Seeing that this girl cared about him, Ximen Lang felt very relieved and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just magic, there's no need to be nervous."
Mako said with a trembling voice: "Are you sure that your hands really won't be burned?"
"certainly."
Concerned eyes were fixed on the man. Zhenzi found that the other man was indeed acting as if nothing had happened. Then he was relieved. He patted his tall breasts with his hands and let out a long sigh, "Oh my God, you're fine. You're all scared."
It’s killing me.”
The flame is still burning and rising, and the color has also changed, gradually transitioning to blue-purple. It can be seen that its temperature is already very high. Isn't there that saying, "the fire is perfect."
In fact, Ximen Lang has been practicing the Flame Sword these days and is now approaching an advanced stage. That's why the flames on his palms became such a color.
The palm of his hand moved horizontally in the air. Ximen Lang stopped his power and the flames disappeared. The hand was still as white as ever, without any problems.
Mako looked closely and found that the hand was still the same as before. She clapped her hands excitedly and smiled sweetly, "It's amazing. There's nothing wrong with your hand. I was worried just now, for fear that it would turn into a roasted pig's trotters."
Ximen Lang was amused by her and laughed, "Bad girl, your hands are like pig's trotters. Just stand still and I'll iron your clothes."
Mako asked in confusion: "Isn't it magic? Are your hands really hot?"
"You'll know after you try it."
Mako thought it was quite interesting, "Okay..." She stood still, standing tall and graceful, like a budding cherry blossom.
When the big hand was placed on her back, she felt the burning heat. Mako's body trembled and she said in surprise, "Ah... so hot..." She found that this thing really looked like a heated iron, and she hurriedly wanted to
avoid.
"Where are you hiding? I'm ironing your clothes..." Ximen Lang smiled and stretched out his left hand to grab the girl who was trying to escape, preventing her from leaving.
Mako pouted and said coquettishly: "No, it's so hot, I won't iron it."
"No, I can't waste my efforts..."
Inexplicably, Ximen Lang's warm hand fell on the girl's back again, moving back and forth. After the palm passed, the clothes became smooth without any wrinkles. At first, Mako felt that the heat was very uncomfortable, but,
I quickly adapted to it and found it quite enjoyable.
Not long after, the back of the school uniform was ironed. Ximen Lang moved his big hand to the front of Mako and said with a smile: "Stand up your chest and raise your head, otherwise the ironing will not be done properly."
Mako's face turned crimson, but he still followed the instructions and became taller and taller, like Mount Fuji.
When the big hot hand moved to the mountain, a heat wave surged in. Mako's body trembled, and he trembled with a "ah" sound. In an instant, his face turned red as if bleeding.
Ximenlang smiled and said: "There are many wrinkles here, so it takes a long time to iron." Then, the hand moved back and forth on it, unwilling to go anywhere else.
Feeling his body numb and numb, as if he was electrified, Zhenzi almost collapsed and hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing? Why did you stop playing?"
Ximen Lang felt quite comfortable with the softness in his palms, and said with a smile: "It's coming, it'll be fine soon."
Zhenzi could no longer stand and leaned against Ximenlang. After a while, he finally moved his hand away after eating enough of the girl's tofu, "Okay. Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you rely on me?"
"You are so wicked." Zhenzi stood up reluctantly and rolled his eyes at the other person.
Ximen Lang chuckled and said, "You are such a rude person. I helped you out of kindness, but you don't appreciate it and you still scold me?"
"Tch, help. You said it nicely, but you're obviously taking advantage of me." Mako said angrily. However, she didn't intend to go into details. For some reason, she became more and more tolerant of him.
Ximen Lang seemed to have guessed her thoughts and knew that the girl would not fall out, so he smiled and said: "Okay, let's go."
The door was pushed open and the two people walked out. The staff in the corridor were surprised when they saw His Majesty the Prince and the male teacher coming out of the private room. It was obvious that the two of them had been there all afternoon and their relationship must be unusual.
Mako was bold and did not mind other people's eyes. He walked side by side with the teacher. The two walked out of the cafeteria and strolled around the campus.
"Are you free tonight?" Mako asked.
Why, she had some idea. Ximen Lang's heart was pounding and he asked quickly: "What are you doing?"
Mako blushed and said, "If you are free, I would like to ask you out to play." She looked over with big watery eyes, expectation flashing in her eyes.
Ximen Lang was just about to agree, but when he saw the other person's eyes that seemed to be somewhat confident, he immediately changed his mind and responded: "Not tonight, let's try another day."
Zhenzi was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect him to refuse. This was a great opportunity to get close to her. I don't know how many men were looking forward to it, but he was lucky enough to give up on his own initiative. A look of disappointment flashed through her eyes, and she nodded.
: "Okay then, I'll wait until you have time later."
"Um……"
After a while, the two came to the parking lot, reluctantly said goodbye, and left. The reason why Ximenlang rejected Zhenzi's proposal was because he was using the strategy of beating the eagle, and he had to take it step by step to avoid being too hasty. He had this confidence, and used
It won't be long before the famous prince-in-law, Makoto, will be completely captured by him...