"Here."
As soon as he stepped out of the room, the big white cat, with "happy" written all over her face, handed over the neatly folded clothes.
They were folded very neatly, showing careful arrangement.
Fuli, holding his sword, didn't even look at them. "Keep them yourself. I'm afraid the scent of a beautiful girl on them will make the youthful me unable to restrain myself and do something earth-shattering to them."
Mei facepalmed beside them. Fuli's mouth... she didn't know what words to use to describe it.
Is this also part of the Sword Saint's inheritance?
The girl suddenly didn't look forward to encountering one herself so much.
"Then I'll put them in the Four-Dimensional Skirt."
Kiana felt this guy was just talking nonsense. Would he say such things if he really had those thoughts?
After scrutinizing Fuli for a few moments, the girl keenly frowned. "Bad mood?"
"Yeah, yeah. I thought I could enjoy the beautiful girls' changing clothes play, but ended up being shut out by the parties involved." Fuli sighed to the sky. "Is this the treatment of a simp? Treating for a meal for free, yet not even a bit of fan service in return."
"Someone claimed their gender was an attack helicopter, right?"
"You guys even shut out an attack helicopter!"
"Who asked him to hang two 4K cameras and film everywhere?"
Kiana threw a pair of charming eye-rolls at Fuli, then actively took his and Mei's hands.
"Alright, alright, stop being awkward. Let's go, my tummy is starving flat!"
Leading "Yellow" on the left and "Azure" on the right (referencing Su Shi's poem about hunting with dogs and falcons, implying leading companions), she pulled them and ran downstairs, greeting many familiar tenants along the way.
These people responded with horrified looks at Fuli holding hands with Kiana, thinking, Damn, did this kid really get the beauty?
If I knew it was this easy to pick her up, I would have tried too!
What to eat for lunch has always been one of the three major philosophical questions of life, equally famous as what to eat in the morning and what to eat in the evening.
Kiana didn't have this problem. As a gluttonous kitten with a keen sense of smell, she took the lead pulling Fuli and Mei, arriving at the largest nearby snack street at the speed of light.
"I came! I saw! I conquered!"
Standing at the entrance of the street, the white-haired girl opened her arms as if this were the whole world.
She couldn't wait to say, "Let's eat everything to our heart's content! Only when full can we hit the road properly!" ( "Hit the road" in Chinese can also mean "go to die/execution" depending on context).
"Then we should go eat pork cutlet rice first," Fuli suggested very kindly. (Pork cutlet rice/Katsudon is often the last meal for prisoners in Japanese dramas).
"Okay, okay!" Kiana clapped her hands in approval.
"Wait! Isn't pork cutlet rice for death row inmates?"
"You said hit the road properly... Hey, let go, let go!"
The combination of three high school students was quite eye-catching on this street. The secondary reason was that there were two super beautiful girls of peerless beauty. The main reason was that the white-haired one was gnawing wildly on the black-haired boy's head.
The noisy atmosphere made many people subconsciously move away. Plus, a bunch of people were gathered in the distance doing unknown things, so the sparse crowd soon became clearly divided.
Kiana, with her legs wrapped around Fuli's waist and angrily gnawing on his head, took a moment to look over there, swaying strangely. "What are those people gathering together for? Not eating lunch at noon, aren't they hungry?"
"You, really, your brain is full of eating."
Mei took out a tissue and carefully wiped the saliva off Fuli's forehead.
Throwing the crumpled waste paper into the trash can, she asked curiously, "Speaking of which, Kiana, you seem to know the terrain around here very well?"
"I have to watch over a certain guy who drifted across the ocean from Shenzhou!" The white-haired dumpling started being sarcastic about Fuli. "That guy meddles in other people's business all day long. If I don't handle the intelligence in this aspect well, what if something really happens and I can't find him?"
"Then thank you."
Now it was Fuli's turn to be embarrassed.
Who could have thought that the reason this gluttonous kitten knew the surrounding environment inside out was that she hoped to fish him, a troublemaker, out in time at critical moments.
"Thanks? No need."
The white-haired girl hanging on him waved her hand nonchalantly. "During my travels, this Miss will master the surrounding situation as soon as I arrive at a place. Helping you or whatever is at most just incidental."
Kiana, who had wandered alone for four years, indicated that this was basic operation, don't be surprised.
Now Fuli was even more embarrassed.
Turns out he was being sentimental.
"Mei, you always say I have no filter on my mouth. Look at this little chick Kiana, aren't her words piercing people's lungs too?"
So he whispered to Mei, trying to lure a third-party force to join the battlefield.
Seeing through scumbag Ah-Li's bad intentions, Miss Mei smiled without saying a word, while Kiana huffed, "How old are you, actually taming to parents!"
Her tone couldn't hide her triumph.
Having been suppressed by this guy before, she finally won a round back.
This is a great victory for the Kaslana spirit!
Facing the cute Kiana whose tail was about to curl up to the sky, Fuli rolled his eyes.
"Quite soft."
"What's quite soft?"
"I mean, it feels quite soft on my back."
The great Ms. Kaslana froze for a moment, and a red blush suddenly climbed all over her pretty face.
She climbed down from Fuli using both hands and feet, put one hand on her hip, and spat out: "Cringe man! Bah! You pervert!"
"A real pervert wouldn't remind you of this. They would wish for a woman to crawl all over them." Fuli looked at her twice. "Correction, wish for a super beautiful girl with white hair and blue eyes to crawl all over them."
Kiana took out the baseball bat, ashamed and anxious.
"Hey! The Four-Dimensional Skirt and the Galactic Baseball Bat are both my things. Isn't it inappropriate for you to use them to fight me?"
"Inappropriate? How so? If this Miss says so, using them to teach you, a foul-mouthed smelly pervert, a lesson is called giving a Qi a dose of Qi's own medicine! —Eat a strike from me, Great Sage Qitian!" (Puns on her name Kiana/Qi-ya-na and Monkey King Qi Tian Da Sheng).
"Deduct money for homophonic puns!"
Seeing that Fuli and Kiana were about to start a full-on brawl again in a few words, Mei thought to herself, Birds of a feather really flock together.
Stepping forward to separate the boy and girl who were wrestling together, thinking that this family would be doomed without her ("eat jujube pills" sounds like "sooner or later finished"), she comforted them: "Alright, alright, walking such a long way, my stomach is growling. How about we go see what those people are looking at? Maybe a new shop opened with 20% off for everything."
"Hmph! For Mei's sake, I won't haggle with you, cringe man!"
Kiana would always give face to Mei.
"You guys go first, I need to solve a pressing need."
Fuli indicated that he needed to solve a physiological problem. Leaving a sentence "call if anything," he walked quickly towards the public toilet in the distance.
"You promised to treat, no running away!"
Kiana, looking unhappy, put her hands in a trumpet shape to remind him loudly, then took Mei's hand and pierced into the impenetrable crowd like a sharp sword.
The people standing there previously were quite dissatisfied with this, but seeing that the ones squeezing them aside were two beautiful young girls with appearances that could shame the moon and flowers, they secretly (couldn't say it openly) expressed magnanimity that they didn't mind.
Soon, the girls arrived at the very front of the crowd.
Then they discovered that the existence attracting so many gazes was not a newly opened shop, but a woman dressed in mourning clothes.
She knelt in the shadow cast by the street building with her hands clasped together, her almond-shaped beautiful eyes lowered in pity. Half of her face was covered by a black veil, making her features unclear, and her whole person exuded a charming aura of sorrow and poignant beauty.
Mei raised her eyebrows that were like shooting stars hanging over the moon, and took out her exquisite small mobile phone to check the time.
—A.D. 2014.3.27, A.M. 11:35
She put away the phone, thinking, I didn't time travel! Why would such a bizarre scene appear on the sidewalk of a developed country in the 21st century?
Kiana was different. At this moment, she was staring straight at the colossal objects wrapped in black semi-transparent silk fabric on the woman's chest.
Conservatively estimated, that must be a D!
If one were to bury their face in there...
The female pervert imagining strawberry flavor swallowed saliva a few times, and then got slapped on the back of her head.
Smack!
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