not a monster

After Wang Xilou finished putting on his socks, he got up with a look of surprise and looked at his clothes.

It is said to be a maid outfit, but it is actually not convenient for work. The flamboyant accessories and lace elements make her look like a doll. She can feel the clothes with sleeves, stockings, and open-necked breasts The design more or less has the meaning of pleasing men.

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

The wig covered one eye, and she looked at the man next to the bed with her left eye, seeing his eyes sweeping over her, which made Wang Xilou a little complacent.

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

Feng Wuli coughed and said, "What kind of master, I don't know why."

She pretended to be self-pitying, and sighed, "Isn't this dressed as a maid? Po Nu told me, don't you all play these tricks."

"Don't listen to her nonsense, maids are not slaves."

"Okay, get up and get up."

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

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

The small bathroom seemed crowded, and she would occasionally ask Feng Wuli to help her with things and pass a clip, and occasionally Feng Wuli would ask her where a certain piece of clothing was. It really felt like a couple living together for many years. It made Feng Wuli feel strange, when he was brushing his teeth, he frequently looked at the woman beside him who was combing her hair.

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

"You have to work hard."

She laughed and said, "I can't even hear what you said after you spit it out."

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

From confirming the relationship to now, how many times have they kissed, one hundred times, two hundred times, or far more than that, why they kiss, what is the meaning of kissing, what is the reason for each of their kisses, Is there really a reason for such a thing as kissing?
If it is said that reproduction is engraved in genes, men and women 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. Can't help but make him feel strange to what he has.

Feng Wureason had a reasonable suspicion that the Gu she had set for herself had not been untied.

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

What a vicious woman.

After a long moment, his lips parted. He looked at Master, who was stunned by the kiss, and wanted to say thank you for the hospitality. He smiled and pushed back her messed up bangs and said, "I just said that I suddenly thought you looked good."

Both sides of Wang Xilou's cheeks flushed, and he punched him: "It smells like toothpaste."

When he came out of the living room, Po Nu got up so early abnormally, and she also changed into the C suit she gave her last night, she was dressed exactly like Wang Xilou, with the same delicate face, and she was even dressed Small Mary Jane shoes, the only difference is that the hair color on the top of the head is pink.

After seeing Feng Wuli, she smiled sweetly and said, "Good morning, master."

Feng Wuli couldn't take it anymore: "Don't shout!"

"Hey, the fabric of this dress feels very good. It's better than the clothes I bought from Taobao!" As soon as she spoke, the feeling of a maid disappeared. Some alternative.

"Why did you get up so early today? I plan to go over and wake you up."

"No, wasn't it sweet double row last night? I played all night to see that it was morning, so I didn't sleep. Then try changing this clothes." She yawned as she spoke.

"Isn't it just hitting one point?" Feng Wuli asked.

She was a little embarrassed: "Hey, after you got off, I played a few more times, and then it was dawn."

"Come and take a picture."

"Okay, master."

"I told you not to yell, and your character is not of this character, you are already ooc." "What is Ou Ou?" She showed the same sluggish expression as Wang Xilou.

"It's a character who does something that doesn't match the personality."

"Ah? Then what kind of personality should I have?" Po Nu looked studious.

Feng Wuli thought about it for a while: "Well, poisonous snake, black-bellied, and a little narcissistic, that's it."

"Oh~" Po Nu pondered for a while, and looked at him with disgust: "A mere little apprentice, dare to let my teacher wear such clothes, how could I accept a traitor like you."

"..." He was obviously being scolded, but he actually felt a little emotional.

After nine o'clock, when we arrived at the Junsha International Convention and Exhibition Center, there was already a sea of ​​people.

"A lot of people."

Wang Xilou looked at the colorful hair and all kinds of weird shapes, looking around like Grandma Liu in the Grand View Garden, and kept telling him to look at this and that for no reason.

"Hey! Look at that, why is he wearing a wild boar headgear, why is he shirtless!"

"Isn't this that Spider-Man? Master watched it on TV!"

She pointed at the things she saw, but in fact there were quite a few people looking at her around. After all, Wang Xilou's appearance is also the top group here, and her cosplay is also a popular character, plus Go up to the side slave who looks exactly the same.

A pair of super beautiful twins, cosplaying a pair of twin characters in the anime, that's quite a blast!
It is conceivable that there are many people who come to ask for a group photo, both men and women.

But it’s not just humans, there are also many non-human beings.

Some monsters can appear on their own bodies without causing chaos, so there are always a lot of city monsters gathered here in the comic exhibition. They take this strange gathering of human beings as a game and join in.

There are really many people who come to take photos with Wang Xilou and Po Nu.

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 a blank expression on his face.

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

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

"Yes, please tell me for your help, my apprentice has been taken care of by you so much, you don't want to be polite to me!" She had a condescending look on her face, Feng Wuli could see that this person Put it on.

Director Yang quickly expressed his understanding, but Feng Wuli felt that he would definitely not let Wang Xilou help.

Feng Wuli asked Director Yang to help him take a photo with Wang Xilou.

Holding his arms one by one, standing next to him, smiling brightly at the camera.

He also met the team of their club and went to say hello to them. They even had a booth in this comic exhibition, selling hairpins and painting books.

The president didn’t cosplay, but wore a very cute little dress. She said in the group that she actually doesn’t like wearing lo-skirts, and she’s not a lo-girl. She prefers more heroic and neutral clothes, and then goes to tease her. There is another little sister, but God is unfair. Even if she is not given a boy, I will give her a height of 1.4 meters and a cute baby face!
"Then you can also cosplay some male characters." Feng Wuli suggested.

"That's not possible. They just like cute little lolita like me. I will lead the team to perform later. Although it makes me sad to sell my soul to gain rankings in this way, it is also for the sake of the club's advancement. There's nothing we can do about it!" She looked distressed as a good man who had to wear a small skirt for the sake of the club.

This is a very grassy loli.

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PS: School has started. Songzi is very busy this semester. He is invincibly busy. He also talked about preparations or public examinations before, so the next update will be unstable. Songzi’s initial idea is to update a chapter in a few days, with a chapter of about [-] words of. (end of this chapter)