Chapter Twenty-Seven: This Is a Man?!

My head hurts so much, I feel like I'm about to burst, my body is inexplicably weak, and I feel weak even when I lift my hand.

What's going on?

Since she ascended, although it has been a short time, she has adapted to the powerful power hidden in her limbs as an immortal, and she is really not used to it all of a sudden for Ziyue to adapt to such a serious illness.

The image in my mind reassembles frame by frame, and finally freezes into a little blue light before I fall unconscious.

Someone is going to kill her?!

This realization made Ziyue wake up all of a sudden, and opened her eyes suddenly.

In front of her was the still unfamiliar tent top Chengchen, which was her room in the Floating Flower Palace.

didn't have time to think about who sent her back, Ziyue lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Then, Ziyue froze suddenly.

She looked at the hands in front of her, white, with broad palms, strong skeletons, and strong fingers, of course, not as delicate and soft as a woman's shallots, but these were a pair of beautiful men's hands.

It's not like a woman! She's a woman! It's not like women have problems, okay?!

Then, Ziyue's stiff gaze moved down.

The legs that had been lowered from the bed were still wrapped in the purple gauze dress that Ziyue wore at the Sifan banquet, but now it was obviously shorter, and the skirt that originally covered the instep could only barely reach the calf, and a pair of big feet wrapped in women's stockings embroidered with purple butterflies were exposed under the skirt.

Maybe she (he?) Thanks to the fact that the relics of the fairy realm can be automatically resized, they didn't let the top of these feet reveal their toes.

Although Ziyue definitely doesn't have time to think about this now.

Even if you don't see these feet, they are definitely not the original three-inch golden lotus, and eight-and-a-half-inch feet are a very delicate size for men, but for women, they are still enough to make people feel inferior.

Ziyue doesn't care if she is inferior! The problem is that it's not her feet in the first place! She's a heavenly foot, but she definitely doesn't have such big feet! That's at least three years bigger!

Zi Yue stared at these feet so hard that she didn't know how to move her eyes for a long time.

Then Ziyue seemed to see something again, suddenly froze, her eyes moved up, and suddenly the sky collapsed, and she had nothing to love.

She is wearing a bandeau skirt, although the bandeau is pulled higher, not to mention **, it is good to be able to see the collarbone. But the place where the drum should be is still drummed, and the lines are still there. Although she doesn't have a very exaggerated size, she is definitely not a princess of Taiping, she has everything she should have, and her shape is not bad. But this time, it's completely flat, not to mention the chest, it's so strong that it even has a little flesh! Not! Yes!

The bandeau skirt itself has a bit of a "ditch is like water in a sponge, and there is always a squeeze of it", but this time, it really can't be squeezed out! No matter how few people are, they still have soft meat! You're all muscles! How to squeeze?

Ziyue's brain was blank, and there was only one thing on her mind now!

Do you want to confirm another primary sex characteristic?

That little bit of blue light is so powerful that it's always normal to have some effect on the body, right?

But no matter how much influence it reaffects, it can turn a daughter's family into a man's body?!

Maybe it's really just a physical change? What shouldn't be long or not? Why don't you look at your face first?

In Ziyue's mind, the heavens and men fought for a long time, and in the end, it was the ostrich mentality that prevailed, and she trembled and shook her hands to make a trick and condense a water mirror.

Ziyue slowly, slowly probed over, and the first thing that shone out was a long black satin-like hair.

Probably because her hand was too unstable when she played the trick, and the water mirror was a little blurry, but she could still see the face surrounded by long black hair.

This is a delicate face, forgive Ziyue for now only willing to use such a neutral word to describe this face. Double eyelids, apricot eyes, but the lines are tougher than the original, but compared to other men, they are soft and weak to the point of being a pseudo-mother.

The nose is erect like a hanging gall, and the lines are still not too sharp but with a steady end. It looks a little familiar if you look closely, who in the fairy world has a nose like this?

The thin lips are not at all like the original cherry mouth, like a delicate and sweet color like a flower, and with a slight curl, although the color of this lip is not dark, it looks a little tender candy color when you look closely, but the lines are simple and concise, it can be said that it is not firm enough, but it is definitely not a woman's mouth.

In this way, the facial features that are not strong enough are also equipped with a smooth and delicate awl face, which makes the facial features that are already biased towards sex at home and have no obvious gender consciousness more of a weak and pitiful taste.

The problem is that such weak facial features are beautiful in a woman, and can even be more invincible because it arouses a man's sympathy and protective desire. But put it on a man? That's just three words.

Dead sissy!

Ahh!!!!h What the hell is going on?!

"Smack!" Ziyue's hand shook, and the water mirror fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound! Then it suddenly turned into a pile of shiny shards and disappeared.

Ziyue didn't have the extra mood to think about this problem at all! She plunged into the soft duvet and couldn't lift her head for a long time!

To say that there was still a little idea of wanting to verify her body, after seeing this face that was too manly for a man and too man, she didn't have the courage to face the reality at all!

Let me die...... It's best that she never wakes up!

The carved door that had been on the tung oil opened and closed very quickly, and then the floating flower fairy slipped in like a thief, and then saw Ziyue with her face buried in the bed as an ostrich at a glance: "Ziyue? You okay? ”

"Don't ...... Stay back! The panicked voice has a male magnetism and the crispness of a young man, a bit like a teenager in the voice change period, very distinctive but not difficult to hear, but Ziyue was frightened by her voice as if she was a ghost!

"That...... Ziyue, it's me! I'm a floating flower! The Floating Flower Fairy's voice that could be justified and quibbled when he poked a hole in the sky was obvious with a weak heart, and the two dry coughs were even more trying to cover up.

"Ziyue, I know what happened to you, I'm Floating Flower, don't be afraid, let me see......" The Floating Flower Fairy approached the little ostrich while clumsily appeasing Ziyue, and when she walked in, she realized how wise and vivid her metaphor was! Now Ziyue's face is so panicked that she buries her head in the quilt and is still shivering, how much like a little ostrich who buries her head in the sand and tries to escape reality!

Maybe Zi Yue also needs a spiritual pillar, although she trembles pitifully, but except for some little milk cat-like meows, she doesn't make any more radical further moves to stop the approach of the Floating Flower Fairy, so that the Floating Flower digs Ziyue out of the quilt as she wishes.

Then Fuhua couldn't help but laugh when she took a look.

Now Ziyue, her hair is messy and disheveled, which makes people look very destructive, Xiao Shou's face is full of panic, and she is wearing ill-fitting women's clothes, how much like a weak person who has just been strengthened!