"..." Aikawa Yusheng's movement stopped, and then he took a half step back seriously.

"all?!"

With his eyes open to 120% of the normal level, Aikawa Yusheng looked at the snow under the arc moon mirror in disbelief.

"Not all, I don't want these three things." The other party corrected his mistake in language seriously, "Hurry up, there is not much time, don't waste any more."

It turns out that this is the true meaning of the dress-up game. Aikawa Yusheng rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the excited Arc Yue Jingxue, sighed, and walked to the fitting room.

He didn't take any clothes in his hand, because he just dragged this row of clothes hangers away.

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‘fashion’ – fashion, ‘fire’ – fire, ‘boring’ – boring…

Aikawa Yusheng consolidates the English words he learned on these clothes and works hard every moment so that he can become a better version of himself.

"How do you like this suit?" Aikawa Yusheng, who was dressed in dark colors, came out of the fitting room and asked Yueyue Jingxue, who was standing at the door.

A black contrasting gray windbreaker, lined with a knitted sweater, has the word 'boring' in pale white with twisted letters.

The closed lips, the corners of the mouth did not rise or dive, the eyes that were not fully opened were hidden in the scattered bangs, and his eyes were as calm as a small lake in the forest - or in other words, dead. This kind of Aikawa Yusheng gave this suit of clothes a soul.

"Wu Liujun, you are quite suitable for this dark and melancholy style."

"Click."

Hu Yue Jingxue nodded with satisfaction, took out her cell phone as usual, took a photo, and praised.

"I was born to be a trend-setter in 'fashion'." Aikawa Yusheng had a nonchalant expression on his face that said, "What's so weird about this? It doesn't matter at all."

"What I mean by 'you are suitable for melancholic style' is that you look melancholy when others see you."

"Dishonest." Aikawa Yusheng stepped forward and pressed his thumb on Yueyue Jingxue's forehead and tapped it. A comfortable cold feeling came, "What about the next set?"

"This is the last set."

"Liberation!" The melancholy expression on Aikawa Yusheng's face instantly disappeared.

"Don't be happy so early. These are clothes for spring and autumn. I haven't started to choose for summer yet." Arc Moon Mirror interrupted with a smile under the snow.

"...Forget it if you fall asleep."

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"This is the address. All of these will be mailed to this place. Is there any problem?" After the payment was completed, Arc Yue Jingxue pointed to a pile of bags on the ground and asked the cashier.

Although the flat tone is more like an order than a request for advice.

"No problem, it will be delivered tonight at the earliest." The cashier bowed and agreed, saying that he must take good care of his big customers.

"Let's go, Mr. Wu Liu." Looking at Aikawa Yusheng who had been 'played' by him to the point of being hopeless and still hasn't recovered, he covered his mouth under the moon mirror and chuckled softly.

"You can play in the future, but you can't buy clothes." Aikawa Yusheng said firmly, as if he was vowing to live and die.

"Look at your potential." Hu Yue Jingxue did not hide the teasing in her eyes, turned her head and laughed, frowned, put her hand around her shoulder, stretched out to the position of her butterfly bone, and gently grabbed it a few times.

The few strands of hair that were just close to my skin were pulled out as I turned my head, causing this area to feel a little itchy.

Suddenly I remembered that there was a tool man next to me:

"Wu Liujun, help me scratch this position."

"Why do you act like a princess, Miko-sama." Aikawa Yusheng walked behind Yueyue Yueyoshita, lifted away the long hair that was reminiscent of the refill of a mechanical pencil, and poked a spot:

"here?"

"A little further down, yes, just scratch it and it'll be fine."

Without using too much force, Aikawa Yusheng gently scratched it with four fingers, and the soft and touching touch numbed his fingertips.

This touch disappeared because Aikawa Yusheng encountered a "hard stubble" across this area.

"What is this?" Aikawa Yusheng pulled the 'hard stubble' apart and rubbed it a little, and it seemed that it could be divided into two pieces. With his keen ears, he seemed to hear the sound of something being untied.

Arc Yue Jingxuexia, who had closed her eyes to feel the pleasure brought by tickling, now tightened her body like a cat with exploded hair. She felt that the underwear holding up the breasts in front of her was gradually out of control, and she could only

He could cross his arms and turn his head to glare in shame.

What he saw was Aikawa Yusheng with an innocent face and no idea what was going on.

This idiot still lacks knowledge of modern common sense!

"What's wrong?" Aikawa Yusheng asked confused.
Chapter completed!