Apostle cosplay

On the one hand, the projection screen that was only visible to me was tuned out by Qian Xuelan. She looked at it a few times and suddenly looked flustered.

"Someone is picking up my clothes!"

"Huh?" Tiana was stunned.

Qian Xuelan's hands had already subconsciously begun to cover the parts of her body, but she knew it was useless work, "I'm very sorry!"

She bowed deeply to Tiana again, and disappeared in front of Tiana, leaving Tiana and Huayue in a daze.

After it took Tiyana a second to understand what Qian Xuelan meant, she couldn't help but turn her gaze to Paint Moon.

Yes, Tiana also had that kind of very abnormal and bold idea in her heart.

However, she can only think about it.

"They are all gone, don't you rest." Huayue said.

"I'll go down to find the way first. If you are tired, go offline and rest for a while, and I will let my brother give you food later."

Huayue narrowed her eyes and asked, "How long are you likely to be."

Tiana looked at the invisible pit at her feet, guessing that it would take a long time to get down the elevator, and shook her head: "Look at the speed of the elevator."

"Pay attention to the time." Huayue showed a mysterious smile that Tiana couldn't understand, and disappeared in place.

Seeing that Huayue went offline, Tiyana walked to an elevator and muttered, "This lady..." while pressing the elevator button.

To tell the truth, after confessing, Tiyana seemed as stable as an old dog, but she was panicked, especially when she noticed that her eyes were a little bit wrong recently.

"Forget it, find the way first."

After killing the boss this time, everyone can sneak over it directly when they come again, without having to spend as much effort as before.

As the elevator speeded up, Tiyana's figure gradually disappeared on the edge of the bottomless pit.

in reality.

The ancient painting took off his helmet, rubbed his swollen head, moved his body again, and jumped off the bed.

After putting on a coat, she opened the door to the corridor.

The whole house is quiet.

The ancient painting still walked to the door of Yang Le’s room with bare feet, listened carefully for a moment, and then pressed his ear to the door.

I am not a slut!

The ancient painting screamed crazy in her heart. She started to engage in these voyeuristic businesses within a few days after she moved into the landlord's house of the opposite sex.

I'm just doing ordinary investigations!

I didn't... I just violated the privacy of others a little bit!

But when I put my ear on Yang Le's door and listened for a while, the ancient painting could only hear his own heartbeat plopping.

Da da da--

Knocking on the door did not respond.

The ancient painting yelled a few words again, and the room did not respond. After a few more seconds of inner struggle, the ancient painting resolutely returned to his room.

Then took out a quadrotor micro drone from the suitcase.

This thing was sent by the school when the ancient painting was in class in the laboratory. After completing the task of the teacher’s request to design a flight control system for it, this micro drone was given as a reward for its excellent performance in the ancient painting. Up her.

After eating ashes for a year, it finally came in handy.

The ancient painting opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains in his room and threw out the drone about the size of her two palms.

For Huayue, the sound made by the drone is not even as loud as his own heartbeat.

"Really just take a look."

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By the way, no one understands the stem at the end of the previous chapter.

Chapter 080

Yang Le got up from the game experience warehouse, looked out the window, and found that several nearby residential buildings had fallen asleep. Looking at the time, it was past midnight.

Oops!

Yang Le's eyelids twitched, and he felt uncomfortable. The ancient paintings are basically the same as his eating time. Now even a big man of him feels too hungry, presumably the ancient paintings won't be much better.

The broken elevator was too slow to point.

Yang Le walked out of the room in a panic mood. The door of the ancient painting next to him was still concealed. He walked over and knocked, but there was no response. He pushed open a slightly larger gap and saw a little messy bed. Wearing a helmet, there is no trace of ancient paintings.

Going out to find food?

Yang Le thought of this possibility for the first time, but considering the dead house characteristics of ancient paintings, she was afraid that she would not go out until tomorrow when she waited for the takeaway brother to go to work.

"Senior Sister!" Yang Le shouted.

Clang--

Sounds from the kitchen.

Yang Le turned around and walked to the living room, just in time to see the ancient painting coming out with a pot of dark things.

Yes, it is a basin.

A burnt smell permeated the living room.

Seeing Yang Le come out, the ancient painting was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he was at a loss with the basin in his hand.

"Senior sister, do you cook in the kitchen."

Ancient paintings are ashamed to nod and say yes.

Yang Le opened the refrigerator, and it turned out that it was half empty. Looking at the iron pan, there was a layer of unidentified black objects stuck to the bottom of the pan. With the messy kitchen, Yang Le probably understood what was going on here.

Yang Le was a little guilty at the time.

Obviously, the following food is for her.

"I'm coming." Yang Le didn't say much, took the basin of the ancient painting with the black hard substance in his hand, and plunged into the kitchen.