Yan Qinqing looked at the mimosa on the windowsill, Xiao Zexiao at this time, that appearance was really unbearable.

She smiled heartily, but forgot one thing.

The original owner, Mo Qinqin, is a naked sleep lover, she has never slept an inch, and Yan Qinqing's laughter is now turbulent, which makes Xiao Zexiao look straight.

The branches of the mimosa were trembling slightly, and Xiao Zexiao's eyes were staring at the undulating waves, unable to stagger his gaze.

Yan Qinqing laughed enough, patted her chest and was about to speak, when she looked at Xiao Zexiao's gaze, touched her chest again, covered her chest and turned around, "Is it cool to watch?!"

Xiao Zexiao shook the branches and leaves, didn't know what to answer, coughed lightly, and asked with a concerned look: "Isn't it cold?"

The little machine butler Ling San flew fluttering, flying hard, and finally caught up with Yan Qinqing's footsteps, and asked softly in her ear: "What clothes does the master need?"

"Uh-huh, go get my clothes, I'm going out in a moment. Yan Qinqing poked the small earphones on its head, "By the way, prepare lunch for me." ”

"Okay. Keep in mind that your mimosa needs to be watered after ten minutes. Lingsan bowed respectfully to her in the air, turned and flew to the other side.

Yan Qinqing turned her back to Xiao Zexiao and waited for Ling San to come over with her clothes, and looked at the room, which was full of science and technology.

There were no cubicles in the whole room, one room looked like a hundred square meters, but there was a transparent control panel next to the door.

The panel is touch-screen, with guest rooms, bathrooms, study, and kitchens marked on it, and detailed labels below, such as sofas, coffee tables, and other furniture.

Yan Qinqing knows that the technology in this world is very advanced, and it can break down molecules and reassemble them, and the panel is not only touch-screen but also voice-controlled.

Lingsan flew near the panel and said in a nice voice, "Kitchen." Prepare a nutritious lunch for one person in less than three minutes. ”

As soon as it finished speaking, there were a lot of granular bubbles in the corner of the room, and it quickly built an open kitchen with a refrigerator in the corner.

The display on the refrigerator door scrolled, "Nutritious lunch, take out the food." "The refrigerator door opens automatically, and the handrail on the door gradually turns into a robotic hand, taking out the ingredients from the door and sending them to the kitchen board.

Two lines automatically extend on both sides of the board, with a robotic hand on the left arranging the ingredients, and a kitchen knife on the right that begins to wave.

Yan Qinqing looked at these high-tech technologies with a look of surprise, and shook her head with a sigh, I really hope that one day her world can develop like this.

I paused when I thought of this, what to develop, it was all the end of the world, and it became the era of crystal nucleus, how good it would be if there was no end times.

Yan Qinqing was still in infinite emotion, Ling San flew back, holding a black button in his hand, lightly touched the left side of her temple, and stood respectfully to the side, "What else does the master command?"

"Well, turn it off for twenty minutes. Restart later. Yan Qinqing still wants to talk to Xiao Zexiao, even if Ling San is just a machine steward, he doesn't want him to hear it.

The spirit triumph's jewel-like eyes flashed, "Shutdown, restart after twenty minutes." After saying that, he flew to the windowsill, stood in the corner, and gradually lowered his head and wings, and stood still.

Yan Qinqing touched the black buttons on her temples with her hand, and whispered in her mouth: "Go out lightly." After a pause, he blinked and said, "Cool color." ”

The black buttons soon extended the silk thread and spread on Yan Qinqing's body, and the smooth silk thread wrapped around her, quickly forming a light purple dress.

Her breasts are particularly attractive with an off-the-shoulder upper body, a flowing bow at the slender waist, and a flared skirt at the lower body.

The silk thread slowly spread down, forming a pair of milky white high heels, formed against her feet, very comfortable.

Yan Qinqing looked down at the skirt on her body and pursed her lips in satisfaction, "The high-tech is amazing, it is really a skirt according to my imagination." ”

"It's perfect for you. Xiao Zexiao's flattering voice sounded behind her, his eyes swept over the kitchen where the aroma of food came out, and he shook his branches depressedly.

Yan Qinqing turned around, clasped her hands around her chest, stared at Xiao Zexiao with unkind eyes, the corners of her mouth slanted, raised her eyebrows, didn't say anything, just stared at him and sneered.

Xiao Zexiao was furious by her, and he didn't know what he had done to make her unhappy.

This time it was he who was offended, he didn't do anything, why did she look so upset?

Yan Qinqing saw Xiao Zexiao showing an innocent and inexplicable look, winked at herself coquettishly, and snorted coldly, "It's cool to look at other women, right?"

As she spoke, she shook her towering breasts upward, "You like this style, don't you?!"

Xiao Zexiao suddenly understood what he was doing to make her dissatisfied, swallowed his saliva, and stared at her face honestly, "I only have you in my eyes." ”

Yan Qinqing just pretended to be dissatisfied, relieved the embarrassment of being looked at by him just now, and now seeing him like this, he showed that he didn't care about you, picked up his small basin, and walked to the kitchen table and sat down.

Glancing at the attractively colored food on the table, he placed him on one side of the meal.

Xiao Zexiao is now a mimosa, with senses and can speak, and now he smells the strong aroma of food, he can only look at it but can't eat it, and he only feels that he is about to die of grievance.

Yan Qinqing looked at his pitiful appearance, stifled a gloating smile, raised his chopsticks, and ate slowly, "What memories do you have of your mimosa?"

"There's not much useful stuff, at most it's something about the world. This mimosa grows according to the ideas of your original owner. In a word, he is a novice. ”

Xiao Zexiao's words made Yan Qinqing laugh sullenly, scratched his leaves with the tips of his fingers, and saw him roll up quickly, and laughed, "I think it's quite funny." ”

"As long as you feel good. Xiao Zexiao followed her words well, saw that she was eating with relish, swallowed his saliva, and changed the topic and asked, "How to carry out the task?"

"Trouble. Yan Qinqing put down her chopsticks, picked up the slightly warm juice and took a sip, and looked at Xiao Zexiao, "This matter hasn't come out yet." ”

At this point she paused for a moment and sighed, "There is no wind outside that the royal prince's roses are missing. I need to find a gap and get involved. ”

"We need to know if the prince's rose has formed a human form, if it becomes a human, it is better to find some, if it is just a rose, then it is really troublesome. ”

Yan Qinqing nodded in agreement, pondered for a moment and whispered, "So, I have to rely on the original owner's suitors." Bodyguards of the royal family. Try to get some words out of him. ”