My Time Travel Phone

Chapter 1271 Bad Taste

I don't know why, but Rabbit Jing woke up half an hour earlier than before.

And last night, because she was full of unhappiness, she didn't sleep well. She always felt that the most important person in her heart was robbed by that human named Ji Weiwei.

Just remembered this again!

Wow so angry!

The Rabbit Spirit was still half lying on the bed under the quilt, leaning against the soft backrest on the wall, as if in a daze.

Suddenly, she stretched out her legs and kicked the quilt away. A straight white leg stretched out from the quilt. She swayed and kicked on the bed in dissatisfaction. She also closed her mouth tightly and made a very angry expression. Then, with a loud bang, he lifted the quilt and covered his head.

She quickly realized that this naive approach couldn't help her change anything, it couldn't help her achieve anything, and she couldn't even let out her own anger, so she turned over in frustration and curled up, suddenly After a while, he changed his position and lay on the bed, making a whimpering sound.

The pillow was so soft that it could sink her entire face, as if it could wrap her entire head, and two well-proportioned thighs stretched out from under the quilt, and the soles of her feet were as delicate as works of art.

"call!"

She suddenly turned over and sat down quickly, deciding that she still had to live, and she still had to eat breakfast. If she lay on the bed all day, she would not even be able to see Anyang's face.

correct! !

She remembered that the reason why she woke up so early today was not because today was the day to water the flowers and plants?

"I'm so smart!"

Rabbit Jing showed a satisfied smile. She thought she had an ominous premonition. It turned out to be because she almost forgot about watering! I don't know if those flowers and plants are looking forward to their arrival!

She quickly put on an elongated T-shirt that stretched to the middle of her thigh. She didn't wear anything else. She jumped out of bed and put on the light foam bottom flip-flops. She touched the top of her head and ran out the door without ears go.

Her toes were small and delicate, and the flip-flops made a slight noise on the floor of the corridor, and she walked straight past the room where Huang Lan was, and then stopped outside Xiaochan's door.

"Dong dong dong."

She knocked lightly on the door and waited.

I got up so early today, so the little fox hasn't woken up yet, right? It's interesting to think about it, today it's my turn to wake her up, hahaha!

However...no one responded.

Rabbit Jing stood outside the door, stunned, and pressed his face to the door to listen to the movement inside.

She knew that the little fox wouldn't answer them when they called the little fox. She was a mute gourd and acted as a mute every day, but there was no movement in the room, the sound of washing and dressing. , The sound of footsteps coming over to open the door...nothing at all!

"Well……"

Rabbit Spirit showed disappointment, took two steps back, glanced downstairs, but did not see the little fox.

Did she get up earlier than herself? And did you go to cook so early?

Incredible!

The Rabbit Spirit glanced at Huang Lan's door on the other side, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Forget it, that tigress wakes up every morning with a terrifying temper. When she's awake, it's fine. If she sleeps in a daze and is half-awake, her small body is really not enough for her to swallow!

She walked back to the room silently.

Happy to come, silent return.

After washing, she put on the small shower and went out full of energy to water the flowers and plants.

And this time, the other side.

Huang Lan was still lying on Anyang's body, wearing sports shorts and a vest that showed his figure. His hot and hot body was only separated from him by a quilt, and he turned his head and stared at the little fox.

Anyang was also dumbfounded: "Well, when did you buy this dress?"

"Yesterday." Xiaochan lowered her head and said weakly.

Anyang suddenly realized, and then fell into a deeper puzzle: "Why did you think of buying this kind of clothes?"

"TV...watched on TV."

"You don't need to panic, it's actually pretty." Anyang looked at Xiao Chan, who was wearing a black and white dress at this time, with white stockings wrapped around her legs, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

Strictly speaking, this should not be considered a maid outfit, but an anime peripheral, because the current maid outfit is quite different from the apron outfit that was popular in the UK at the end of the 19th century. It seems to be completely designed for fun or some special meaning. It seems that a little bit of the covered area is exposed, but only a little bit of the area that is not enjoyable to watch is exposed, which makes people feel itchy.

Unfortunately, she is too young.

Huang Lan was stunned, and turned to look at Anyang: "Does this black and white dress have any meaning? It looks like a very ordinary civilian clothes, but the fabric is not bad."

"This, fellow Daoist Huang Lan, do you feel that you are lying on top of me and talking to me face to face, this feeling is a bit strange?"

"I don't think so."

"Then... Okay." Anyang paused and said, "This kind of costume should be called a maid costume, which is worn by foreign maids in modern times, but most of the maid costumes that people are familiar with now come from Japanese ACGN works. Many improvements have been made to the maid outfit to make it more beautiful.”

"Why do you all know this, but I don't?" Huang Lan said stunned.

Anyang said: "It may be because you are usually addicted to games, but you don't like watching anime and the like."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that because Xiaochan was not originally that small, she usually buys two styles of clothes when she buys clothes. One style is suitable for her when she is small, and the other style is suitable for when she becomes her original size. Wear, unless the style of the dress is not compatible with the two sizes, she will only buy one large or small.

Does this mean...

Anyang really wanted to see Xiaochan's slender appearance in a maid outfit when she turned into a large loli that seems to have expired. I think the physique of a girl's vixen also has a considerable extra bonus for the maid.

Suddenly, Huang Lan, who was lying on top of him, blushed and glared at him with a frown: "Don't move!!"

Anyang: "..."

"It seems that you really like lying on top of me, but with your body lying on top of me, you don't allow me to have a natural physiological response. Isn't it a bit difficult for a strong man?" The tigress was rational, and at the same time, she felt that the large part under her sports vest was pressing down on her as if she was about to suffocate.

"Don't talk nonsense! This king doesn't like lying on you. Sister Xiaoqian will misunderstand!"

"But you're lying on top of me."

"But I don't like it!"

"Then you go down."

"I...I'm teaching you a lesson!"

"Okay okay, you have the final say."

Anyang reluctantly took out his mobile phone from his pillow and opened it to watch the news. Fortunately, Huang Lan's body weight was not worth mentioning to him, but the temptation made him endure it very hard.

Huang Lan tensed her body and stared at him for a while, only to let out a sigh of relief after realizing that he didn't respond. As her body gradually relaxed, she lowered her head, shook it left and right, squeezed his phone away, and pressed her chin to his chest. , and then his limbs gradually opened to trap him, staring at him with open eyes.

Anyang is helpless: "You are so close, how can I play with my mobile phone, it is inconvenient to operate. Why don't you turn into a cat?"

"Um?"

"I mean cats, like little tigers."

"Do not!"

"..." Anyang sighed, and had to stretch his hand out of the quilt, over her shoulder, and put the phone on top of her head to operate it, as if holding her.

Huang Lan suddenly shuddered: "Fellow Daoist Anyang!"

"Um?"

"...We are revolutionary comrades-in-arms, and have a life-and-death friendship, and I'm here to help Sister Xiaoqian teach you a lesson and help you correct your shortcomings, so I can control you, so it shouldn't matter if we do this?"

"Um."

Who is not allowed to hold a cat and play for a while in the morning!

But what he didn't expect was that after getting his answer, the tigress nodded reassuringly, and gradually narrowed her eyes, as if she was going to lie on top of him and fall asleep!

"Uh?"

And Xiaochan stood by the side with her head tilted and looked at Huang Lan, pursed her lips and remained silent, suddenly she turned and walked out, at the same time she whispered timidly to Anyang: "I...I'll go and pour you a glass of warm water. ."

Brush it!

Huang Lan suddenly opened his eyes, his head shrank out of Anyang's arms, he turned over and got out of bed, hurriedly did not even wear slippers, bent his legs lightly and jumped forward again. He landed lightly and silently in front of Xiaochan, and slowly turned around to stare at her, and said solemnly: "You little fox wants to take this king's job again, and there is no door! This king is gone!"

Saying that, as soon as she stretched out her hand, the two slippers automatically flew over and were caught by her. Then she still kept a warning gaze at Xiaochan, threw the slippers on the ground and put them on before turning around and walking out the door.

Xiaochan stood on the spot and didn't speak, just stared at her far away back silently.

No wonder there is the idiom 'the fox and the tiger's might'.

Turning around and walking back to the room, the small black thick-soled leather shoes on her feet stepped on the wooden floor and made a rattling sound. She put away Anyang's clothes on the hanger, and opened the closet to take out a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, which were well folded. Holding it in his hand, he stood by the bed and looked at Anyang silently.

Anyang was stunned.

have to! The little fox helped him choose what to wear, but the problem was that although the pink polyester shorts looked very sunny, he didn't like it at all!

But looking at the professional appearance of this little fox wearing a maid outfit and silently holding her clothes, he couldn't bear to discourage her. What if she didn't wear a maid outfit in the future?

So he lifted the quilt, sat up and stretched out his hand, and Xiaochan handed the clothes to him.

Go downstairs and start preparing breakfast.

When Anyou and Xiao Xueer walked downstairs, the breakfast had basically been put on the table. The moment they saw Xiaochan wearing a maid costume, they were both surprised, and then looked at Anyang strangely.

This is... what a bad taste!

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