Chapter Eighty-Seven: Can You Lift Your Skirt First?

After listening to Chen Chen's words, Sikong Yue reached out to wipe the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead: "Why do I feel more and more that Chenchen is a hidden pervert......

Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, ready to reflect on what he had done for a period of time just now, and judge whether he was a pervert or not.

Sikong Yue flattened her mouth: "But Chenchen, if you want to see it, I'll show it to you!" It's all girls anyway......"

Looking at the girl who slowly lifted her pleated skirt, Chen Chen felt that he couldn't take his eyes off, and said a little distractedly: "Ah Yue...... You...... It's really nice......"

Although Sikong Yue said it easily, when he really pinched the skirt with both hands and slowly lifted it, he felt that his body had become stiff and abnormal, and the skirt of the pleated skirt seemed to weigh tens of millions of catties.

Sikong Yue felt that his physical strength had reached the limit, even if he tried hard, he could only move up inch by inch, so that his eyes involuntarily closed.

I don't know how long it took, Sikong Yue felt that she had finally lifted the hem of her skirt completely, and couldn't help but let out a long breath: "Is this okay Chenchen?" ”

There was no sound on the other side.

Sikong Yue asked again: "Okay?" ”

There was silence for a long time.

Sikong Yue felt strange and tried to open one eye, but found that Chen Chen was looking at him in a daze, and couldn't help but get a little angry, threw down his skirt, and walked towards Chen Chen.

However, because of the past half an hour, the body has been quite tired, and because of the action just now, the mood is too excited, and the body is still stiff.

This step is sold, but the body falls forward uncontrollably.

Sikong Yue looked at the ground that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but cry out "ah".

This exclamation woke up Chen Chen, and without any thought, he instinctively stepped forward, ready to support Sikong Yue.

But it was late.

When Sikong Yue screamed, his body had already begun to fall.

In a panic, Sikong Yue grabbed his hands in the air.

At this time, Chen Chen happened to rush in front of Sikong Yue.

Sikong Yue's dancing hands grabbed Chen Chen's skirt, and then fell down with the skirt.

Chen Chen's legs were separated to the sides, and the increasing angle prevented the skirt from continuing to slide off, and finally stopped at the middle of the thighs and calves.

Sikong Yue's body stopped before it could make contact with the ground.

After the avoided impact, Sikong Yue, who had lost his strength, decisively gave up Chen Chen's skirt and lay on the ground without any image.

After a few gasps, Sikong Yue turned over on the ground, only to find that he was now lying under Chen Chen's legs.

Not far from the forehead, it was Chen Chen's pleated skirt that was dragged to the crook of the leg.

And Chen Chen was in a daze because he was greatly impacted.

Sikong Yue was stunned for a while, and when she stood up with Chen Chen's white silk legs, Chen Chen had a reaction.

Chen Chen's little face was completely red, he looked at Sikong Yue who was standing in front of him, and forcibly calmed down: "You...... Why are you so careless! Do you know how dangerous it was just now! ”

Sikong Yue chuckled: "Before teaching people, can you lift the skirt first?" Are you giving me benefits? It's a tempting move to take off half of your skirt, and you're wearing white silk underneath. ”

"......Forehead" Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, finally understood the current situation, and hurriedly lifted the skirt.

Sikong Yue had regained his composure, but his physical strength had not yet recovered, and after speaking, he waved his hand, climbed onto the sofa chair, put the backrest down, and lay down on his back:

"I'll never bet again, but Chenchen, there is still a person at station b who claims to eat keyboards, and he must not be let go! Gotta him eat it! ”

Chen Chen shook his head, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then went to the sofa chair, sat next to Sikong Yue, forced himself to calm down, and answered Si Kong Yue's question at the same time: "The matter of eating the keyboard was originally about playing, right?" ”

Sikong Yue turned over and supported his head with one hand: "Then Chen Chen, what do you mean, have I worked hard for half an hour in vain?" This keyboard must be eaten, otherwise I won't lose it? I've eaten it all, how can he do it if he doesn't eat it! Must eat! If you don't have the energy to scare him, let me do it! This keyboard, he has to eat it even if he doesn't eat it! ”

Chen Chen shook his head: "I didn't mean that, I think that the people who used to eat keyboards on the Internet were actually joking!" Can't you really eat it? You can't eat the keyboard if you want to! Do you want to gnaw it down one bite at a time? Don't say that you can't move if you can't chew, you can't swallow if you can't move, you can't digest it! ”

Sikong Yue immediately sat up: "Whether they are joking or not, anyway, I'm serious, I've really eaten!" ”

Chen Chen was stunned: "Ah Yue...... How did you eat it? ”

Sikong Yue suddenly wrinkled every day, as if remembering an unbearable memory, and then shook his head vigorously: "In short, I have a way to make him really eat!" Chen Chen, you don't have to worry about it! Just leave it to me! ”

Chen Chen stared at Sikong Yue's face in surprise for a while, and finally didn't continue to ask for details, for fear that Si Kong Yue would be uncomfortable.

And once Sikong Yue's otaku personality broke out, it couldn't be cleaned up, and now by Chen Chen's side, there was no longer the previous scruples and shyness, and the whole person became wild.

Now I have made up my mind to let the outspoken Zhang Zheng eat the keyboard.

Chen Chen didn't have the energy to continue arguing with her, and it was really not worth arguing with his classmates and friends for a stranger who didn't know where to come out at all.

So just let Sikong Yue toss.

After getting Chen Chen's support, Sikong Yue made up for a while in his elated brain, how to convince Zhang Zhengxin, how to prove that Zhang Zheng was squeezed, and how he had to fulfill his promise to eat the keyboard.

When the brain supplement came here, Sikong Yue suddenly remembered: "By the way, Chenchen, what did you say, what is the way to convince them orally?" Can you tell me about it? ”

Chen Chen thought for a while: "It's not time yet, the time is not ripe yet, so you can't release it yet." ”

Sikong Yue frowned slightly: "You mean, it's not mature?" Still in beta? At the speed at which you do things, you won't have any tangible results in a year and a half. In this way, the keyboard can't be eaten? In other words, you are going to live stream the maid pretending to be the Pure Land of Bliss? Can I request a video recording for you? Need help with your outfit in advance? ”

"Where do you want to go?" Chen Chen couldn't help but interrupt Sikong Yue's words, "Why do I suddenly feel that you just want to see my maid pretend to dance!" Which side the hell are you on! ”

Sikong Yue turned over on the sofa chair: "Me...... Of course, it's Chenchen's side! But now that I'm out of it, whoever wins or loses will do my good! They lost and ate the keyboard, I can watch the excitement, Chen Chen lost the maid costume and dance, I can watch the welfare! For me, the best outcome is to watch them eat the keyboard first, then watch you dance! Or Chen Chen, you jump to show myself! Anyway, I won't suffer! ”