Zhou Xu didn't know what to think for a while. He looked at Qiu Qian squatting on the ground and knew that the other party was waiting for him to come over.
Seeing Zhou Xu coming over, Qiu Qian also stood up. She took off the headband from her thighs and tied up her long hair.
Then he put his hands behind his back and walked past Zhou Xu step by step:
"I'm going to change clothes."
The voice was filled with a proud smile.
Watching Qiu Qian return to the room, Zhou Xu felt a little headache.
The Demonic Goddess is indeed not well-behaved.
Soon the door was opened. This time Qiu Qian was wearing a longer skirt than before. She still had her knee-high socks, and her clothes were normal.
"Is this okay?" Qiu Qian looked at Zhou Xu and asked.
"Change another one." Zhou Xu replied.
After a while, the door to Qiu Qian's room opened again.
This time it's a skirt that reaches almost to the knees, and the over-the-knee socks are still on.
"what about this?"
"Change again."
After another while, the door opened.
The knee-high socks disappeared, it was a dress, the one worn on blind dates.
"What about this one?"
Looking at Qiu Qian, Zhou Xu sighed and said:
"Just change into the clothes we wore the second time we met."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Qian made an OK gesture, then tilted her head and blinked her left eye.
Zhou Xu: "..."
This time it was a little slower, but the door opened in less than two minutes, and Qiu Qian came out, wearing a high ponytail, a black jacket, gray long sleeves, and loose trousers underneath.
Naturally, the jacket zipper was zipped to seven points.
After changing her clothes, Qiu Qian came to Zhou Xu step by step, as if she was letting Zhou Xu inspect her.
There was no problem this time, so Zhou Xu opened a lollipop for Qiu Qian and handed it over.
Qiu Qian bit it and walked towards the door.
It was only when she walked behind Zhou Xu that she whispered:
"I said, I almost never go out wearing anything less. This almost means that I am an exception when I go out with you."
"Okay, I'm leaving. Remember to have breakfast." Qiu Qian's voice became louder, and then she opened the door and left.
Snapped!
The door closed again.
This time we really set off.
Zhou Xu looked at the door with some pain.
This fiancée has a somewhat bad character.
but…
It seems that the relationship has changed a bit.
So, did Qiu Qian do this for a reason, or was it just a whim?
It's fine on a whim, if there's a reason...
He didn't know the reason at all.
How dangerous is this future?
Then he poured himself a glass of boiling water, sat on the sofa, and prepared to taste the white wine.
Although she was teased by Qiu Qian, it was the first time she saw Qiu Qian dressed like that, and it didn't seem like a loss.
As for the straps on his thighs, he understood what they were for.
The color of the legs is relatively uniform, making people lose focus for a while.
There is a strap to increase the focal length and make it appear three-dimensional and sexy.
Of course it can also be used to hold things, daggers, concealed weapons, etc...
After thinking this, Zhou Xu realized it.
It would be better not to stare at other people's legs in front of Qiu Qian in the future, even though it's just thinking.
Then he drank boiled water, closed his eyes and tried to squint for a while.
He is now in good condition, there are no cracks in the demon species, and his thousand-year-old skills have been perfected.
I just don't know what's going on, but after reaching the end of his thousand-year power, he has a very subtle and subtle feeling.
It's like I can still read a book.
But after seeing it, it didn’t increase the thousand-year skill.
He thought about it carefully and realized that he only felt this way after he was promoted to the eighth rank soldier.
Therefore, it is possible that promotion will bring changes to his body. If his body changes, his thousand-year-old skill may also change.
It's not obvious at the moment, but maybe it will be more obvious when you are a seventh-level fighter.
But when you have time, you can try reading other books.
It’s not that one’s thousand-year skill will turn into ten-thousand-year skill, but...
A very strange and subtle feeling, itching.
If you can't catch it, you can't remove it.
But don't worry, the top priority now is to try out the special effects.
His special effects can't wait to be released.
Just let the devil continue to rest.
I don’t know how much time this opportunity will take.
Paid vacation is good.
Forehead.
Thinking of this, Zhou Xu was suddenly stunned.
The paid leave is only for today. If I stay there for two or three days, then...
Is this considered self-separation?
…
…
The entrance to the corridor of the community.
Zhou Ningyue gave Qiu Qian a bun:
"Your breakfast."
Qiu Qian took a bite and found that it was a vegetable bun.
"Sister Yue, aren't you talking about meat buns?" Qiu Qian asked.
"Sold out." Zhou Ningyue replied while eating meat buns.
"Sister Yue, the breakfast shop is across the street, how did you get back?" Qiu Qian had a new question.
Theoretically, Sister Yue should not be able to find her way back.
"I'm not an eight-year-old child, how could I get lost?" Zhou Ningyue glanced at Qiu Qian and continued:
"What were you doing just now?"
"What are you doing?" Qiu Qian pretended to be stupid.
"Huh?" Zhou Ningyue looked at Qiu Qian sideways and said:
"I've seen it all, wearing so little.
I finally want to test whether my fiancé can have a long talk with me for five hundred yuan a month?"
Qiu Qian opened her eyes wide:
"Sister Yue, take a peek."
"No." Zhou Ningyue shrugged and said:
"On the way up, I just saw you opening and closing the door."
Zhou Ningyue was wearing a skirt, carrying a bear satchel, and had two steamed buns tied up in her hair.
It's like elementary school students going to summer camp.
"Actually, I didn't do anything. I just suddenly realized that what I did before was not obvious enough and lacked any emotional communication.
A little pale.
So let's try another way and let him get to know me a little bit." Qiu Qian had a smile in her eyes.
"When did he offend you?" Zhou Ningyue asked while biting the bun.
Qiu Qian: "..."
"What would you do if Zhou Xu asked you to go out at that time?" Zhou Ningyue asked curiously.
"Hey." Qiu Qian took out a bottle of poison and showed it to Zhou Ningyue.
Zhou Ningyue: "..."
"If you hadn't stopped me, I would have gone back in despair to change my clothes, and then drug him." Qiu Qian said.
Naturally, she wouldn't just wear it out in anger, and she's not stupid.
Once you do something, it's hard to look back.
Let Zhou Xu pull for a few days and it will be easy to turn around.
Moreover, she had a rough idea of Zhou Xu's character, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to act so randomly.
"The demon cultivator is too bad."
"Sister Yue, are you talking about yourself?"
"What bad thoughts can an eight-year-old have?"
"..."
"Come with me this time. Daddy asked me to download the map navigation."
After a while.
In a dead end.
"Sister Yue, where is this?"
"I'll give you the phone. You can ask it. I'm not the one leading the way."
"..."
…
…
The sky is slightly bright.
Many people began to appear in the suburbs.
They are all demon cultivators.
The leader is seven people.
At the front of these seven people are two demon cultivators who are at the peak of seventh-level combatants.
One was wearing pitch black armor, and the other had a stern face.
They are none other than Mosha Moyuan of the Heavenly Demon Palace and Jingyi, a member of the Heavenly King Palace.
The five people following them were all seventh-level fighters, and were almost the leaders participating in the Land of Opportunity this time.
Zhong Hu from the Twelve Pure Halls was surprisingly among them. He didn't want to participate, but he still needed to be accompanied.
If necessary, he would turn to the Son at a critical moment. He is different from these people.
If you have not experienced the terror of the Holy Son, you cannot understand what cruelty is.
The Holy Son clearly did not utter arrogant words, showed no bloodthirst, and did not reveal his majesty.
But he just felt cruel.
These people would not believe him, and he would not tell them.
The fact that the Holy Son did not show up means that he did not want others to know.