Chapter 24: Am I Beautiful?
Shiro, who walks alone on the street, immediately attracted the attention of a large number of passers-by because of his cute appearance.
But Bai didn't pay attention to this.
After running for a while, she stopped where she was.
She closed her eyes, and the top of her head pressed her ears against her head. (Bai's ears can only be seen by Mo Ninglong, unless there are specific circumstances)
At this moment, without the interference of sight and hearing, the residual smell in the air is constantly amplified in perception.
Long.
Got it!
The peculiar smell of the shovel officer!
She snapped open her eyes and looked ahead.
In the air mixed with various smells, she finally made out the wisp of breath that belonged to Mo Ninglong.
Following the direction where the breath came from, Bai took another step.
Maybe it's because of the system.,It's not long after becoming a human white.,It's very skillful to use your legs to run.。
Long.
In an abandoned factory that had been cordoned off by the police, a white figure took advantage of the police's unpreparedness to break into the blockade.
The smell of blood made Shiro frown.
The police had cleared most of the limbs, and because of this, the white breath had been completely masked.
Shiro, who was anxious because he couldn't distinguish the smell, pouted, and his annoyed appearance was very cute.
Such a conspicuous white figure immediately attracted the policemen who remained here.
"Which kid is this, he's so handsome."
A good-looking policeman walked over, squatted down, and asked, "Little girl, where is your family?" ”
Bai immediately took a few steps back and looked at the policeman in front of him vigilantly.
The policeman also realized that he was too serious, and immediately rubbed his cheeks, pulled out a stiff smile, and said, "Little girl, it's very dangerous here, what about your parents?" ”
Parents?
What's that?
Can you eat it?
Once discarded stray cats, they had no concept of their parents at all
Bai had no choice but to shout suspiciously: "Meow! ”
It's a pity that Bai's "meow" can only be understood by Mo Ninglong.
The policeman looked confused.
In the face of the prisoner, he still has a set of interrogation techniques, but in the face of such a cute Lori, the head of the criminal police section of the dignified police station was completely confused: "Little girl, I ask you questions very seriously, I am a police officer, not a bad person, so you don't have to follow the rule of not talking to strangers." ”
"Meow~?" (See me shovel officer?) )
Police: "......"
White: "Meow!! (Ask you!) )
The policeman scratched his head, still confused.
White: "Meow~." (IQ is not as high as my family's shovel official, tsk)
Seeing the continued confusion of the police, Bai turned his head and ran.
Since the smell of blood here is very strong, let's continue to chase after the smell of blood.
You can always find it.
Thinking of this, Bai continued to start his journey to find the shovel officer.
on the streets.
Shiro raised his head and looked at the tall street lamps that spread all the way into the distance.
Mo Ninglong's blood-stained high heels stepped on the street lamp, as if it was right in front of him.
It's close.
…………
……
Just when Shiro left home.
Mo Ninglong, who was in the underwear store, had completely salted the fish.
Under the violent resistance, the shameful bear fat ci is no longer necessary.
But what kind of righteousness is that......
Mo Ninglong shrank in the corner of the small fitting room with "happy" written on his face.
Qu Yanzhi held the mobile phone with pleasure written on his face, and aimed at Mo Ninglong is a wild shot.
Hey, hey, hey.
Such a beautiful girl is just right to use as a mobile phone wallpaper.
"Have you had enough shots?" Mo Ninglong ...... after a violent mental struggle
Everything is distorted.
With no expression, he stood up and looked at Qu Yanzhi lightly.
Qu Yanzhi was immediately frightened by Qu Yanzhi with this appearance: "Little Momo, what's wrong with you?" ”
"Nothing."
A voice of indifference.
Mo Ninglong bypassed Qu Yan and opened the door of the fitting room.
The door to the fitting room was opened.
Xia Lan was immediately amazed by the holy girl who walked out.
At this moment, Mo Ninglong, who is still wearing a saber white dress, has undergone earth-shaking changes in temperament after having slightly collared breasts.
Especially in terms of matching, the cold face is impeccable.
Qu Yanzhi seems to have seen Saber in the world.
"Little Momo, are you okay?"
Qu Yanzhi, who walked out of the fitting room, looked at Mo Ninglong, who was not in the right state, worriedly.
Mo Ninglong shook his head.
He raised his hand and tucked his loose hair back at the back of his head.
After doing all this, he turned his head.
Gorgeously turned, the skirt bloomed like a flower.
One hand hangs down in front of him and presses the skirt, leaning forward at a forty-five degree angle, and the other hand makes a flying kiss.
"Am I beautiful?"
The extremely charming voice came completely from Mo Ninglong's control of his body, and there was no factor of existence.
As planned.
Sharp contrasts.
Qu Yanzhi was so amazed that he lost his mind.
Plan to pass!
With a triumphant smile, Mo Ninglong turned around and ran!
Nonsense, if you don't run, you can't be caught by Qu Yanzhi and have a meal of women's clothing.
In Mo Ninglong's imagination, the Yiru he carried on his chest was worth a lot of money at a glance, and the store manager would definitely not let Qu Yanzhi leave without paying.
So!
Run away!
Although it is somewhat unethical to do so.
But for the sake of male dignity, Mo Ninglong had to do this.
The plan is perfect.
But why is Qu Yan's straight family a big business?
Qu Yanzhi, who came back to his senses, just apologized simply, and chased him out.
As for the payment or something.
Xia Lan is a good friend of her mother.
Well, the relationship is so good that it almost greened Qu Yanzhi's father's.
At an intersection of commerce, Mo Ninglong looked at the intersection leading to three directions in front of him in embarrassment.
He had a little secret to tell.
In fact......
In fact, he is a road idiot.
You know, he never leaves the house.
What's more, it's the first time to come to this hapless world?
No matter how shameful this matter is, Mo Ninglong cannot deny that he is indeed lost.
Not only was he in the shopping street, but he had forgotten where his home was.
Maybe there will be navigation in the phone?
Mo Ninglong took out his mobile phone, and after a simple inquiry, he actually found that there was no signal here!
No signal?
How is this possible, this is the city center.
Conspiracy!
This must be a conspiracy of the system (Golden Shadow: I don't know anything. )
Desperate, Mo Ninglong looked at the three intersections and decided to gamble with pure blood!
At this time, you have to use Jackie Chan's way!
"One bean and two rice, it's you at the intersection of the home!"
The fingers were constantly shaking in three passers-by.
As the words fell, Mo Ninglong's fingers stopped at the intersection on the left.
"It's good to decide it's you!" Mo Ninglong believed that his bloodline was worthy of his white dress.
King Arthur.
Is it okay to be a pure European royal family, or simply a European emperor? (I don't have a bit of a B number for my luck)
Mo Ninglong walked to the left without hesitation.
"Yo, where is this going?"
A familiar voice sounded, and Mo Ninglong suddenly quickened his pace.
Qu Yanzhi, who saw this scene, chuckled: "What are you running, it's not the direction of home, sure enough, your road idiot hasn't changed." ”
Syllable.
Qu Yanzhi grabbed Mo Ninglong again, and said funny: "I haven't used magic to escape, isn't it implying that I will buy you beautiful women's clothes?" ”
"Ghosts! I wanted to, too, but I used up my magic when I was teaching. ”
In fact, Mo Ninglong, whose existence value was frozen by the system, made up an explanation at will without tears.
"Is that so?"
Qu Yanzhi was very surprised.
In fact, she always thought that Mo Ninglong wanted to pretend to be a woman, but it was just for the sake of face.
Mo Ninglong: "%#¥@%@%......"