Is it really a straight girl?

Illusion, it must be your illusion, Miki.

Snow Mist, who had long straight black hair reaching to her waist, put the chair she was sitting on into the desk, put her hands on her chest, and stood naturally on the spot.

Wearing the same black mid-length skirt as yesterday, the skirt was knee-length, and black low-denier stockings were worn inside, and a few centimeters above the knee could not be seen.

Her eyes were the same as the first time they met, revealing a kind of scrutiny and observation.

A little bit... scared.

What's the matter with this person's eyes, obviously without any desire, as if he is appreciating and analyzing something... But he always feels a little dangerous to his body.

It should be my illusion, it is my illusion, right!

Miki closed the door, and there was a clicking sound from the switch. The girl just let go of her hand, but heard a girl's voice as calm as stagnant water.

"Unlock it."

So what's the deal with this tone.

Do you often talk to people in this tone? Miss Xuewu, have you never been hated by others?

Miki is a good person so I won't hold grudges against you, but please restrain yourself a little bit, this kind of tone will really make people feel oppressive.

However, as expected of the person I named as the Demon Lord in my heart.

And what does it mean to be locked... Are you afraid of someone breaking in suddenly?Would it be bad if someone broke in and saw it?So what are you going to do in the room? !

Just trying on clothes, right?There won't be any extra things, if there are any free items, please don't forget them!

Mi Ji recalled the opponent's posture of waving a solid metal baseball bat last night, and felt that if the opponent wanted to force it, he would not be able to resist this martial arts master at all.

No no, no matter how you say it, Xuewu is an introverted beautiful girl, how could she force herself.

Still, let me ask.

"That... lock it, what are you going to do?" Mi Ji's tone trembled slightly.

Xue Wu looked over indifferently: "If you don't lock it, I don't feel safe."

Did you say the three words 'sense of security' naturally?

Who are you afraid of? Is that Chitose?But you beat her up yesterday, but are you still afraid?

Has it left a psychological shadow?Even a beating can't relieve it?

terrible.

"Okay...?" Mi Ji hesitated for a few seconds, twisted the protrusion on the handle and locked the door.

Always feel a little problem eh.

Then, Miji clearly saw Xuewu in front of him let out a breath, and the hands that were hugging his chest also dropped, and he really relaxed a little.

"Although I have no reason to interfere with your actions at present, but..." Xuewu said: "Personally, I want to persuade you not to get too close to that person, don't have any expectations of her, let alone think that She will be touched by you."

As she spoke, Xuewu bit her lip, and the cherry color of her lips touched slightly.

It seemed that it was very difficult for her to say such words, Yukigiri looked away and did not meet Miki's eyes.

It was as if just mentioning Chitose made her weaker.

What were the two of them like before Chitose hurt her?

Yaki was a little curious, but if she asked her directly...it wouldn't be very good.

But I want to ask, I really want to ask.

Use your trance skills, Yaki.

Mi Ji blinked, his pupils dilated slightly, like a child who couldn't understand anything, and asked the person in front of him blankly: "Did Miss Xuewu have a good relationship with her before?"

Eh?

Why are your fists clenched suddenly, don't hit me.

Those eyes are so scary, where are you really a demon from? !

The air froze around Miji, and Xuewu's eyes were fixed on the girl without any movement.

Is this murderous?I felt like I couldn't move all of a sudden.

Keep it up, Miki, keep your dazed look, the person in front of you is just a guy who lacks common sense, as long as you continue to be in a daze, she will definitely mistake you for being in a daze.

This is an advantage in knowledge and life experience. Xuewu can't see your eyes, but you can easily see through the other party.

The ten-odd seconds of silence finally ended when Mi Ji felt a little suffocated.

Xue Wu looked away, faced the wardrobe next to the bed, and walked slowly.

"Yes." She simply answered this word.

Then he didn't say anything.

Mi Ji didn't want to bring up this topic again at all, the other party's gaze was really a little scary, what was it, the legendary killing intent?

Just now, it was an atmosphere that wouldn't be strange if he was hit in the belly the next moment, and Miji didn't want to experience it again.

So where does this guy really come from, the eldest lady of a martial arts family, right?

Mi Ji nodded secretly, and saw the other party open the cabinet, and took out a piece of clothing with black as the main color.

Xue Wu turned around, propped it up with both hands calmly, and showed it to the girl with purple hair.

The main theme is black with white stripes and lace. It is also accompanied by a transparent silk dress, like a small dress, with lovely white carvings on the corners. The main pattern is a delicate butterfly.

As predicted by Miji's eyes when she got close, the corners of the skirt are roughly hanging on her knees, and the skirt has a layer of lotus lace, which is not so fluffy, and the collar of the upper body has silver metal embellishments, which is just right It doesn't look so simple and unobtrusive.

Kinda nice!

Mi Ji immediately forgot the murderous look and eyes of the other party just now. The design of this dress really suits her heart. It can not only highlight the temperament of young women, but also the black and pattern can set off a sense of mystery.

Xuewu, if you are really a fashion designer, then you are really easy to understand.

Miki admired the clothes, and also cast approving glances at the Xuewu who looked like a literary girl.

"I want to give you this one, please try it on." Xuewu said politely, but her tone remained unchanged: "It's new."

Is that good?

Fortunately, even Miki began to be a little skeptical. It's understandable that Ms. Yachiyo gave a cross as soon as they met. It should be considered normal to give a jewelry to her roommate.

But in front of me, it just looks like a custom-made costume, so it's really good to give it to myself in the name of a meeting gift...

Miki wanted to resist a little bit.

But the other party said that they have given it to everyone, so it might not be good to refuse.

"Hmm..." Miki fell into deep thought.

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78. So the landlady is Miki's mother?

It should be rejected.

But Miji didn't like the kind of situation where you seemed to refuse but actually wanted it, like receiving red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, and you pushed me to go, although he had never received any red envelopes.

Well... what should I do?

But the opponent has already held it in front of him.

Is it really good that the meeting ceremony is such a precious thing?

Ah, let's just ask, Miss Xuewu also seems to lack common sense, maybe she doesn't care about this, but am I thinking too much?

"Well, Miss Xuewu..." Mi Ji slightly stretched out his finger and pointed at the dress that looked like a small dress in the other party's hand: "This, isn't it a bit too expensive?"

It's really beautiful, the patterns are complicated and chaotic, and the lace on the outside doesn't lose the sense of order, and the whole garment highlights a sense of elegance.

And it looks very suitable for Xuewu himself, maybe she will be more suitable, both Miss Xuewu's long hair and pupils are as dark as the night sky, it's not like Miji dyed some purple hair thread.

"I actually have more than 30 skirts of this type." Xuewu said indifferently.

Her voice was still slightly hoarse at this moment, reminding Yaki of the nervousness she felt when she met Chitose before, is the hoarseness now because she cried a lot after that?

I feel a little lonely...

If there is no one to accompany or comfort you when you cry, and you still cry because of your friend's betrayal, it's a bit too bad.

Mi Ji thought about it like this, even if he imagined it, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Is Xuewu actually a person who is not good at expressing?So are you expressing your affection in this way?

When she said she liked my body, did she mean to express her affection?

Maybe it's like this, because I want to make friends because I'm lonely, and because I don't know how to express this feeling, I lack common sense and don't know how to have a normal relationship.

Therefore, Ms. Xuewu will do what is happening now.

And myself, is one of the friends Miss Xuewu hopes to make?

Although the other party is Lily, I really want to be friends with such a girl.

And Miss Xuewu is actually very good-looking, no matter the details or the whole can find any flaws, even just staying together will be pleasing to the eye.

Sure enough, it is better to accept the other party's kindness.

And the other party said there were more than 30, didn't they... Although it is indeed a bit too powerful to use such a valuable item as a meeting gift, Xuewu may have gotten used to it, and Miji is a little ignorant.

Miji looked at each other silently, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you," she said.

Xue Wu opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out of her mouth.

She kept calm, a kind of indifferent calm, in this kind of calm, Mi Ji couldn't see what she knew and thought from her dark black pupils.

Everything I thought just now was just speculation, but what was Miss Xuewu really thinking about?

Mi Ji didn't want to think too much about it in a daze, so he said bluntly: "Does Miss Xuewu have any affection for me?"

Want to know, really want to know.

For some reason, looking at this black, long, straight literary girl full of secrets in front of her, interest and curiosity overflowed from her heart, turning into appearances.

Could it be that this person fell in love with me at first sight? He might even think so for a moment, but Miki knew that this was not very possible. Compared with the other party's sassy and beautiful temperament, which was almost condensed into a solid body, he was still far behind. .