Chapter 172: Flower Soul Ninety-Seven
When the two went out, Yi Zhantong's arm was fixed around his neck.
It wasn't until the evening that she realized how "unrealistic" Qi Xingyan's request was.
In the bathroom, the girl took off her clothes with one hand, and in the end, she found that she couldn't take off her underwear with one hand!
After grinding for more than half an hour, he repeatedly lost battles with underwear.
She had to look up to the sky and sigh: "Qi Xingyan! ”
When Qi Xingyan heard this, he immediately stepped over.
"What's wrong?"
He stood in the doorway, frowning at her inside.
"Come in!"
She was displeased.
Qi Xingyan twisted his eyebrows, adhered to the principle of "resolutely not peeking at her bathing", and chose to refuse!
"Qi Xingyan, let me in!"
There was another scolding inside.
Qi Xingyan closed his eyes and pushed the door in tremblingly.
"What are you doing with your eyes closed?"
Yi Zhantong was dissatisfied.
Damn, she had a bath towel wrapped around her, and she appeared in front of him so openly.
Besides, I've all met honestly, so why be so shy?
"Help me unbutton the back of the button."
She turned her back to the past.
Qi Xingyan closed his eyes, frowned, touched her back, just touched it, as soon as he touched it, it was like touching a hot potato, and immediately retracted, under the threat of Yi Zhantong, he had no choice but to continue to stretch out his hand.
The amazing thing is that the man who obviously doesn't know anything can easily unbutton her without a teacher.
Even he was surprised.
In the mirror, the outline of her beautiful breasts is still reflected.
There are many shadows, although they are not real, but they are really reverie.
Qi Xingyan's face was slightly red, his upright facial features were wrapped in a layer of fine skin and flesh, and his face, which was obviously so cold and clear, was suddenly dyed red, like an ignorant teenager next door in adolescence.
"Can you wash it like this?"
He stumbled to speak.
"Can't wash it, can you help me?"
Qi Xingyan subconsciously said the word "no".
Yi Zhantong glanced at him, "I knew that now, who asked you to force someone to fix it for me?" ”
Qi Xingyan's face was displeased, "You don't want this arm, I still want it." ”
Yi Zhantong gave him a blank look, "What are you going to do?" ”
The man was slightly stunned.
What is he going to do?
He liked the feeling of her arms around his waist and the feeling of her arms hooking his neck and tiptoeing.
If there is only one hand......
Gee!!!
Qi Xingyan shook his head, unimaginable!
He coldly spat out a few words, "One arm, ugly!" ”
"What about Tie Guan Li or one leg in the Eight Immortals, a man in the island country can seduce the female neighbor next door without both legs, what's wrong with me only having one arm?"
Yi Zhantong lifted the bath towel and turned around to choke him.
Well, Qi Xingyan raised his eyebrows.
You win!
He was defeated by such a strange brain circuit for her.
As soon as I walked out, there was a vibration from a small wheat in my ear.
"Junza, tomorrow is the ninety-seven of the flower soul, and her teammates miss her very much."
Qi Xingyan's body stiffened slightly, his eyes were empty, and he froze for a few seconds.
That peerless girl, even when he heard her name now, his heart ached slightly.
"Arrange it, I'll go over tomorrow."
He was calm, and there was infinite sadness in his voice.
Originally.
If he hadn't heard the news of Flower Soul's death, he wouldn't have lost his mind, and he was surrounded alone, and almost died in the end.
She is his most proud soldier, pointing wherever she fights, her eyebrows are flying, revealing her unruly youth and heroic posture.
Yi Zhantong is very similar to the flower soul.
No one knows why he stayed, and in addition to investigating her, he also wants to find her previous shadow through the girl in front of him.