Wang Xilou finished putting on his socks, and got up to look at the outfit on his body with a rare face.

Said to be a maid's outfit, but this dress is actually not convenient for work, the exaggerated ornaments and lace elements make her look like a doll, the sleeves on her hands, ***, and the open collar chest She can detect that the design of this dress is more or less flattering to men.

But it doesn't matter, she herself is happy to please her man.

This wig covered one eye, and she looked at the man next to the bed with her left eye, seeing that his gaze kept sweeping over her, which couldn't help but make Wang Xilou a little complacent.

She teased him and said, "How about it, do you want Master to call you master?"

Feng coughed unreasonably, and said, "What master, inexplicable."

She pretended to feel sorry for herself, and sighed, "Aren't you dressed as a maid, and the slave told me, don't you all play with these tunes?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, the maid is not a slave."

"Okay, get up."

She took off her wig and hairnet, shook her long hair, stepped on slippers with her white silk feet, tilted her head sideways to let her hair hang down naturally, looked at the bathroom mirror and began to comb her hair.

Feng Wuli also got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

A small bathroom is crowded, she occasionally asks Feng Wuli to help her get something, hand a clip, occasionally Feng Wuli will ask her where a certain piece of clothing is, there is really the feeling of living together for many years, this feeling makes Feng Wuli feel very wonderful, and when brushing her teeth, she frequently looks at the woman who is still combing her hair next to her.

Wang Xilou could also see through the mirror that his gaze always fell on him, and while combing his hair, he asked, "What are you doing looking at Master?"

"I'll have to do a good job."

She laughed and said, "I can't hear what you're saying even if I vomit."

Feng Wuli took the saliva unreasonably, spit it out, wiped his hand on the clothes, grabbed one of her wrists, and held half of her face with the other hand, the rough palm felt the delicate skin, as if holding something precious, in her confused sight, leaned over and kissed it.

From the time the relationship was established to the present, how many times have they kissed, a hundred, two hundred, or is it much more than that, why they kiss, what is the meaning of kissing, what is the reason for each of their kisses, and is there really a reason for such a thing as kissing?

If it is said that reproduction is engraved in genes, and men and women who are driven by hormones to perform sacred acts, but he really can't understand the meaning of two human beings touching each other with their lips and tongues, but such things do make him feel happy, which can't help but make him feel strange to what he has all of them.

Feng has unreasonable and reasonable suspicions, and the Gu she gave herself has not been unraveled.

Otherwise, I can't explain why I can't help but kiss her.

What a vicious woman.

After a long time, his lips parted, he looked at the master who was stunned, and wanted to say thank you for the hospitality, smiled and pulled back the messy bangs for her, and said, "I just said it, and suddenly I think you look good."

Wang Xilou's cheeks turned red and gave him a punch: "A smell of toothpaste."

When he came out of the living room, Lu Nu actually got up so early unusually, and she also changed into the C dress she gave her last night, exactly the same dress as Wang Xilou, the same delicate face, and even Mary Jane's little shoes, the only difference was that the hair color on the top of her head was pink.

She smiled sweetly when she saw that the wind was unreasonable, and said, "Good morning, master."

Feng Wuli's heart was a little unbearable: "Don't shout!"

"Hehe, this dress feels very good in fabric, better quality than the clothes I bought on Taobao!" As soon as she spoke, the feeling of the maid was gone, and the stubble of the Junsha accent, not to mention the destruction of the beauty, was a little different.

"Why did you wake up so early today? I'm going to go over and wake you up."

"No, wasn't it a sweet double row last night, I played all night to see that it was morning, and I didn't sleep, so I changed this outfit and tried it." As she spoke, she yawned.

"Didn't you just hit a little bit?" The wind asked unreasonably.

She was a little embarrassed, "Hehe, you're down

I hit a few more shots, and then it was dawn."

"Come and take pictures."

"Yes, master."

"Don't shout nonsense, and your character is not this character, you are all OOC."

"What is Euro sucking?" She showed the same sluggish expression as Wang Xilou.

"It's a character who does something that doesn't fit the persona."

"Huh? What kind of personality should I have?" The slave is eager to learn.

Feng Wuli thought about it for a moment: "Hmm, poisonous snake, black belly, and a little narcissistic, like this."

"Oh~" Lu Nu pondered for a moment, and looked at him with disgust: "Just a little apprentice, you dare to let the teacher wear such clothes, how can I accept a rebel like you."

"......" is obviously being scolded, but it actually feels a little emotional.

At nine o'clock, when I arrived at the Junsha International Convention and Exhibition Center, it was already crowded.

"That's a lot of people."

Wang Xilou looked at the colorful hair, as well as all kinds of weird shapes, looking east and west like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and kept asking him to look at this and that.

"Eh! Look at that, why did you put on a wild boar's head covering, why are you shirtless!"

"Isn't this some Spider-Man? Master has seen it on TV!"

She pointed at what she saw, in fact, there were not many people around her who looked at her, after all, Wang Xilou's appearance was also the top one here, and she was also a popular character, plus the slave who looked exactly the same next to her.

A pair of super beautiful twins, s a pair of twin characters in the anime, that's quite explosive!

There are many people who come to ask for a group photo, including men and women.

However, there are not only people, but also many non-people.

Some yokai can appear in their main body without causing chaos, so there are always a lot of youkai in the city gathered here at Comic Con, and they take this strange gathering of humans as a kind of game and participate in it.

There are really a lot of people who come to Wang Xilou to take a photo with Lunu.

There was even a middle-aged man with a beer belly.

Feng Wuli looked at Director Yang, who was as shy as a child, with an expressionless face.

"Oh, do you want to help or something? You seem to have a mission, right?" Wang Xilou said.

"Don't bother Lord Wang Xilou, we can handle it ourselves." Director Yang was flattered.

"Yes, you have to help me tell me, I have been taken care of so much by you, don't you want to be polite to me!" Her face was light and light, and the wind was unreasonable to see that this person was pretending to be again.

Director Yang hurriedly said that he understood, but Feng Wuli felt that he would definitely not let Wang Xilou help.

Feng unreasonably asked Director Yang to help take a photo of him and Wang Xilou.

One by one, he hugged his arm, next to him, and smiled brightly at the camera.

He also met the team of their club and went to greet them, and they even had a stall at the comic con that sold hairpins and art books.

The president didn't have s, but wore a very cute little dress, she said in the group that she actually didn't like to wear a lo skirt, and she wasn't a lo girl, she preferred heroic and neutral clothes, and then went to tease other little sisters, but God was unfair, just don't give her a boy, and give her a height of one meter four or five and a cute baby face!

"Then you can also ss some male characters." Wind unreasonable advice.

"That's not possible.,They like me like a cute little Lori.,I'm going to lead the team to perform later.,Although it's very painful for the president to win the ranking by selling his soul like this.,But there's no way to carry forward the club!" She looked sad that she was forced to wear a small skirt for the sake of the community, as a hero.

This is a very grassy Lori.

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PS: It's time for the start of school, Songzi is very busy this semester, invincible busy, and I've said before about preparation or public exams, so the next update is unstable, Songzi's initial idea is to have a chapter in a few days, a chapter of about 5,000 words

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