Zhou Zhou looked at Ozzy, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "I am generous, so I will forgive you for two days, green-eyed golden-haired monster."
Wen Qing: "..."
Oz: "…"
Ozzy pursed his lips, and said to Zhou Zhou: "I don't need your forgiveness, you unmanly baby face."
Wen Qing: "..."
Zhou Zhou blinked and smiled: "You don't understand, now a milk dog with my appearance is popular."
Oz sneered, "Dogs are pretty dogs."
Zhou Zhou nodded and continued, "I'll show you the dog, and I'll give you the milk."
Wen Qing: "..."
He lowered his eyes silently, thinking to himself, stop arguing, let's start a fight.
In the next second, Wen Qing felt Oz's hand on his waist loosen.
Oz behind him took a step forward and stood between him and Zhou Zhou.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, are they really going to fight
He pursed his lips and took a step back slowly, trying to distance himself from the two of them.
Before his feet landed, Ozzy and Zhou Zhou Qiqi looked over and stared at him.
Wen lightly paused.
Zhou Zhou smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Wen Qing whispered, "Are you guys going to fight?"
"Not for the time being," Zhou Zhou glanced at Ozzy and said to him, "I'm afraid I'll be a little scared."
Wen Qing said dryly.
Zhou Zhou slowly said the next sentence: "After all, the green-eyed golden-haired monster is too ugly when it fights."
Wen Qing: "..."
Oz: "…"
Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Qing's legs.
Compared with just now, the fingerprints on the side of the leg were not so red, and the slight red mark was particularly eye-catching on the fair skin.
He asked, "Ozzy, do you have a skirt?"
"No," Oz looked at him indifferently, "Why do I have a skirt?"
Zhou Zhou blinked and said calmly, "Put it on lightly."
"Qingqing's legs are white and tender, wouldn't they be invisible when wearing pants?"
"It's still convenient to wear a skirt, and you can reach in and touch it."
Hearing this, Ozzy turned his head to look at Wen Qing. Although Zhou Zhou is a psychopath, he has to say that some things about Wen Qing are indeed correct.
Sensing the direct gaze of the two, Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly and curled her toes.
Why did it happen to him again out of nowhere
He wanted to cry but thought without tears, it might as well continue to quarrel.
However, wearing a skirt is not so unacceptable compared to not wearing pants.
Wen Qing slowly raised his eyes and looked at Oz.
Oz closed his eyes halfway: "There are no skirts in space."
Zhou Zhou sighed lightly: "It's a pity, then I'd better wear normal clothes for Qing Qing."
"Don't you hide a lot of clothes that fit his size?"
Wen Qing looked at Zhou Zhou vigilantly, why did Zhou Zhou suddenly dress him
Ozzy responded, and the moment he raised his hand, there was an extra set of clothes in his hand.
He was about to hand it over to Wen Qing, when Zhou Zhou picked up a corner of the clothes and said to Oz, "Change to a white one."
"It looks good in white lightly."
Ozzy looked at Zhou Zhou coldly, without refuting, he took out a light blue sweater and white trousers.
Zhou Zhou stared at the trousers for a while, then asked, "Are there no shorts?"
"The kind of shorts that are wide and big, easy to touch."
Wen Qing: "..."
Oz: "...no."
"Okay," Zhou Zhou sighed again, handed the clothes to Wen Qing, and said with a smile, "I'll pick out new ones for Qing Qing when I pass by the clothing store later."
"Just put on the clothes of this green-eyed golden-haired monster first."
Wen Qing took the clothes and trousers and held them still.
Zhou Zhou blinked, and said with a smile, "Just change it in front of us."
"I want to watch gently changing clothes."
Wen Qing knew that they would not allow her to change clothes by herself, so she had already made mental preparations.
He put his clothes on the sofa, took two steps back, distanced himself from Zhouzhou Oz, and put on his pants first.
Zhou Zhou didn't stop Wen Qing from standing a little further away, but she couldn't see clearly if she stood close.
Wen Qing's movements were quick, and she couldn't wait to put on her pants.
But his every move was slowed down several times in the eyes of Zhou Zhou and Oz.
Zhou Zhou lowered his brows and eyes slightly, watching Wen Qing lift up his legs, the part covered by the hem of the clothes was clearly exposed to the air.
The pure white underwear is very ordinary, just the right size, and clearly outlines a round curve.
Compared with the white of the cloth, the white of Wen Qing's skin is delicate and smooth, like suet jade, attracting their eyes.
The legs are raised higher, and a little pink can be seen faintly.
Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes and moved his throat slightly: "Gently."
"Why are you wearing pants so tight?"
Wen Qing put on her trousers, pursed her lips and said, "You are a prostitute who sees prostitution."
Zhou Zhou bent his lips, nodded with a smile, and echoed, "Young is right, and I want to make her look like me."
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, ignored him, and pulled the shirt on her body.
The shirt is large and can be taken off directly.
Wen gently lowered his head, took off his clothes without unbuttoning them, and put on another well-fitting sweater.
Zhou Zhou whistled, walked up to Wen Qing, and straightened the hem of his clothes: "Qing Qing is so cute, they are all pink."
Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, her cheeks flushed slightly.
Zhou Zhou leaned over to him and asked, "Do you want to see mine?"
"Mine is different from Qingwei."
Before Wen could speak softly, Ozzy said blankly, "He doesn't want it."
Zhou Zhou tilted his head to look at him: "But I want to show you gently."
Oz glanced at the time and reminded in a cold voice, "It's three o'clock."
Zhou Zhou sighed faintly: "Happy time is always so short."
Wen Qing looked up at them, not knowing what to do at three o'clock.
Zhou Zhou held Wen Qing's hand, turned and walked towards the door: "Qing Qing, let's go."
Wen Qing stood where she was, not daring to go forward, and asked nervously, "Where are you going?"
Zhou Zhou blinked: "Look for Ji Junfeng."
Wen Qing was stunned.
Zhouzhou hooked his palm with his fingertips, and explained: "I don't worry about leaving Qingqing alone here."
"It's better to stay with us."
No wonder to dress him.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, if he went out, he would have a chance to escape.
Thinking, he took a step forward.
Zhou Zhou saw his thoughts at a glance, and while walking out, he said, "If you want to escape, Qingqing, remember to run farther away.
"If I catch you, I'll lock Qingqing in a cage, and only I can see and touch it. Fuck it."
"I'm different from the green-eyed golden-haired monster. I'm sure you won't be discovered by others."
Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly, and followed Zhou Zhou out.
Oz walked beside them, looked at the two holding hands, and frowned.
Sensing the faint displeasure emanating from him, Zhou Zhou pressed the elevator and said lightly, "Golden-haired monster, Qingqing has two hands."
He walked into the elevator, looked at the figure reflected in the elevator, and reminded: "Control yourself."
Oz tilted his head, looked at Wen Qing's trembling eyelashes, and said, "He doesn't like it."
Wen Qing's eyelashes twitched, and she bent her fingers, Ozzy, did he have a conscience
Zhou Zhou said slowly: "There are so many things you don't like slightly."
"He doesn't like me, he doesn't like you, he doesn't like this place."
"Are you willing to let him go? A big lover."
Ozzy pursed his lips: "I don't want to."
Zhou Zhou shrugged his shoulders: "That's it."
"If you really don't want to force Qingqing," he paused, then said with a smile, "then just look at me."
As he said that, Zhou Zhou suddenly turned sideways, and raised his hand to touch Wen Qing's face.
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide, and in the next second, a finger appeared on her lips.
Zhou Zhou caressed his lips, and pressed his fingers against the flesh of his lips vaguely.
"Hmm..." Wen Qing subconsciously pushed his finger away with her tongue, but Zhou Zhou's finger pressed the tip of her tongue instead.
He frowned, turned his head and took a step back, avoiding Zhou Zhou's hand.
Zhou Zhou glanced at the elevator floor and didn't continue to tease him.
He withdrew his hand, looked at the wet and shiny water stains on his fingers, and rubbed his fingertips.
Zhou Zhou squinted his eyes, admiring Wen Qing's expression.
His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction but helplessness, which made people think of bullying.
He lowered his head and licked his fingertips, and said with a look of enjoyment: "Compared to following gently, I still prefer being gently forced."
"Don't you also like to look at Wei Wei with red eyes and say no, but you make it more comfortable?"