He turned his brown pupils sideways, glanced at the hairpin, his white fingers were slightly stiff, and for a moment, he wanted his followers to come over and drag this girl away.
Who would wear that kind of thing!
Disdainful and depressed, she turned back to Qiancha's eyes, Her Royal Highness' delicate chin rested on the shoulder of the warrior, and ignored it.
However, the samurai stretched out his hand gently, held the little princess's shoulder, and pushed the person away slightly.
As the distance drew away, Chen Chu blinked slightly, seeing the man reach out to take the hairpin, he seemed to look at it a few times, and then smiled in agreement: "It's very cute."
After speaking, she looked up at him.
Chen Chu: "..."
The samurai boy held the hairpin, and seemed to reach out to him with some expectation: "Can I wear it?"
"..."
Her Royal Highness had a cold face.
Pause for a few seconds.
Bow your head obediently.
Yu Chu put the hairpin on Xiao Aojiao's head with a smile, and watched the girl raise her eyes. The delicate face was lined with a pair of cat ears, and the light tea eyes melted people's hearts.
"It's really cute." She boasted sincerely.
The boss glanced at her coldly, thinking in his heart depressed and dignified, who would want an adjective like "cute"...
But as he thought about it, he raised his eyes again, glanced at the warrior's curved eyes, and felt joyful in his heart.
As for why he was happy, the boss thought, anyway, he was praised, no matter what he was praised, he was happy.
That's it. There is no other reason.
_
Because the pair's costumes, actions, and story sense are too strong, ordinary audiences are enough to vote for their looks.
And from a professional point of view, there is nothing wrong with their appearances. Therefore, after the timer ended, they should have the most tickets, and many people reluctantly seized the opportunity to take pictures and were reluctant to leave the venue.
Most of the other cosplayers were convinced, only Lin Ning'er and Wei Yi not far away, their faces were almost distorted.
To the pity of the audience, the samurai and princess left the stage after the game. Everyone recalled the photos one after another, curious about their identities.
Yu Chu took the little princess to the backstage, and Chen Chu took her mobile phone and typed to indicate to change clothes.
Yu Chu nodded, and walked out of the locker room with him, "I'll go back and change too, locker room No. 403, I'll come to you later. Or, can you come to me after changing?"
Xiao Aojiao raised her chin and nodded.
Yu Chu couldn't help smiling, and reached out to take off the cat ears on top of his head. Her Royal Highness bowed her head obediently.
Yu Chu's hand paused, a nasty smile appeared in his eyes, he suddenly leaned over, lifted the young man's delicate chin with his index finger, and kissed his white and tender face with his lips.
"?!"
Chen Chu's eyes widened for a moment.
The child's skin was fair and soft, and it felt so good to kiss her. The old aunt Yu Chu was satisfied again, but she smiled politely, touched her nose, and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back...you are so cute."
The beautiful girl still stared with big round eyes.
After Yu Chu took advantage of the boss, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he hurriedly gave him a last smile, turned around and walked away quickly.
The teenagers left behind—wearing women's clothing enough, being hugged by boys enough, and even being kissed secretly...
Chen Chu raised his hand in a daze, and touched his face with the back of his white hand. On the young man's fair and beautiful face, a blush spread from the tips of his ears. He opened his shallow tea eyes wide, trying his best to maintain his ice-cold composure.
kiss him? ? !
Something is wrong! ! !
So proficient! run faster!
I usually don't know...
How many girls have you seduced!