Qiutang's red dust eyes, gently, there was a hint coming. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The body shape, moving lightly, the autumn water runs without a trace, the afterimage is repeated, and Zhao Yiren is in his arms.

Qiutang, holding Zhao Yiren away, the crowd just now.

It's just that at this moment, Qiutang's concern is chaotic, and his heart is chaotic!

Qiu Tang did not notice that although the wind suddenly rose in the room, how many ladies' skirts were fluttering by the wind.

Being, seeing, something that shouldn't be seen.

Oh roar roar!!

It seems that the points that Qiu Tang paid great attention to remained the same as always, and they had not changed.

However, Zhao Yiren's white skirt seemed to have a thousand powers, and it was not moved by this wind at all!

"Here, Yiren, don't move." Qiutang, this is the outlet.

figure, and hurried to the room, the center.

Stunt, right or wrong red dust eyes run.

The eyes are chaotic, and the pupils seem to be formed by a black hole-like vortex.

"Brother, that's not right!

This wind is evil! Wu Fa came to Qiu Tang's side and said.

"Nonsense!" Qiu Tang, I didn't look at the martial arts.

Red dust eyes, you can see through, the world is vain!

Running around looking around, there is not the slightest, suspicious trace!

"Brother, it's really evil, and it's sexy!" Wu Fa picked it up, and Qiu Tang's shoulder said again.

"Nonsense... Oh! The word Qiutang hadn't come out yet, so he sighed.

"yes!" Martial arts, looking at it, Qiu Tang reacted like this, and said proudly.

"Yes!" Qiutang, this time I think so.

At this time, the traceless wind continued to blow, from the bottom to the top, blowing.

Along with it, the chaos of the crowd surged.

From time to time, the screams of the ladies.

That is, the sound of the little underwear being blown away by the wind.

And, Zhao Yiren still just stood quietly in the corner of Qiutang where she was allowed to stand.

The beautiful white skirt is still not moved by this wind at all!

"Brother, isn't this wind very sexy!" Martial arts, sighed.

"Not only color, but also picky!" Qiu Tang was big, and his eyes didn't move, looking at the ladies, who were blown away by the wind.

Sure enough, those ladies who don't have underwear, really, among these people, their bodies and faces are top-notch.

"Brother, don't stare at it." Martial arts, facing Qiutang.

"Children, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.

I'm protecting them!

Visual protection. Qiu Tang said seriously.

"Makes sense.

I think I need to do some visual protection too.

Motherland, beautiful flowers. "Martial arts, apparently carried out, his father's thoughts.

Follow, the footsteps of the autumn hall are unwavering for a hundred years.

After a while, the wind gradually subsided.

The ladies fluttered, the skirts fell, and the autumn hall and the martial arts were finally still, lost, the object of their visual protection.

Their eyes are finally no longer focused!

Lost, the little clothes that were close-fitting, the ladies, covered their skirts, walked quickly to the door that could not be opened just now.

Sure enough, the wind stopped and the door opened.

The door opened, and in the blink of an eye, most of the ladies in the room were empty!

The rest, with a look of pity and pity, the men in the small half room, blinking their mouths, quickly disappeared into the light and shadow.

"Brother, do you hear the ladies' sighs?" Martial arts opposite, Qiutang Avenue.

"Of course, I heard you!" Autumn Hall, a serious way.

The two men, eye to eye, eye to eye, said in unison:

"Hey, it's gone, it feels so cool!"

The tone of those two people is as obscene as they are.

Then, there was the laughter.

Laughter, after that, naturally, is the image of a sanctimonious defender.

"Next time, if we have the chance, let's go again and protect those who are hurt, ladies!" Qiu Tang sighed, quite a little, for the country and the people's courage!

"Let's go!" Martial arts, there is a kind of heroism, although I am dead, I will also go forward!

"Good brother!" These two people, holding hands together, have the mood of hating each other, spreading.

Qiutang, after sighing for the country and the people, walked in, who has always been in his senses, Zhao Yiren.

Qiu Tang, after leaving Zhao Yiren, paid attention to her, but never stayed away from her.

Pay attention, everything that may hurt Zhao Yiren, but I just don't see the abnormality of Zhao Yiren.

"It seems that the wind, too, knows, you can't touch it!" Qiu Tang stopped in front of Zhao Yiren, and then said.

"Perhaps." Zhao Yiren said.

"My sister-in-law of the Qiu family, how did it become like this with a good art exhibition.

But fortunately, the painting is here, and the exhibition can be held at any time. Wu Fa, looked at it, it turned out, the room was full of people, and sighed.

"You're right." Zhao Yiren, seeing that Qiutang is no longer there, it turns out that he is hostile to martial arts.

Said normally.

"Isn't there anything strange happening in the academy lately?" Qiu Tang, right or wrong, red dust eyes are still running, looking around, while facing Zhao Yiren, said.

Although Qiutang's eyes are red and dusty, they don't see where the traceless wind comes from and where it is scattered.

However, within the sight of Hongchen's eyes, the demonic aura in the wind was thick and abnormal.

It should be that a demon king should have, or rather, it may have, demonic energy!

That's why Qiutang asked this question.

"Recently, no." Zhao Yiren replied affirmatively.

"Not recently?

That's weird. Qiutang, hearing this, then thought about it.

"All the time, there are words.

That's a strange thing! Zhao Yiren looked at Qiutang and said.

"......" Qiutang, a sweat in his head.

"Before I came, I had, and I heard that it was a tradition.

In the school, in the girls' bathhouse, I often throw away some intimate clothes for no reason.

And, lost, the clothes are all talent, temperament, appearance, first-class. Zhao Yiren looked at Qiu Tang's sweat.

Along the shoulder pocket, take it out, a handkerchief, while wiping, the sweat on Qiu Tang's forehead. Said on the side.

"Sure enough, not recently." Qiu Tang said with emotion.

The tradition of taking a bath and throwing away underwear, obediently, when I first helped Yiren and chose a school, why didn't I come with it.

Qiu Tang sighed in his heart.

This led to a conversation in the academy later.

Did you take a shower and lose your underwear?

I lost it! Zhao Yiren continued, his tone was flat.

"Oh," Akido said.

"Oh roar, I'm coming here, reading." Wu Fa said.

"This is the unique girls' school in Qingdao Province." Zhao Yiren looked at the martial arts, and then said.

Qiu Tang, however, ignored, and even despised the vulgar wishes of martial arts.

Although, this is also his wish.

It's not that he's pretending to be a calf, it's that everybody, in the face of faith, is pretending to be a calf.

And Qiutang is thinking at the moment.

Although, that dialogue, although a bit vulgar, but carefully, after thinking about it, that dialogue is still very reasonable.

Ask you, did you lose your underwear in the shower?

In view of history, it is to ask you in disguise, to ask you if you look good.

I lost it!

That said, I'm good-looking!

Qiu Tang thought for a while and nodded.

It's logical, perfect, and reasonable!