My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The two girls in the Ministry of Service asked questions and answered them with two weird white lights-Zamuza and Ebina. They pushed their glasses tacitly. Under the sunlight, the lenses shone brightly.

"It goes without saying, because it is my hobby!"

"Then need to say, because it is my hobby!"

These two, unexpectedly coincide!

Yukoshita and Danzi sent them contemptuous eyes.

Biqigu seemed to have thought of something, and he reached out and tapped on Yukino's armor: "It's not too much, and you have to consider your safety. Protective measures are also necessary."

"But, to wear such clothes to the game, it is really..."

His Snow Baby showed a dark expression.

I really want to kill people!

The teenager comforted with a smile: "It's okay, I specially prepared a suit of armor that should suit you well, come and try it."

Miss Tuanzi, who was eavesdropping with her ears, exploded her hair at once: "Small enterprise! You are too partial! How about mine, how about mine?"

"Yui, this dress really doesn't suit you!"

He glanced at the still puffed dumpling, and in the strange gazes of others, he couldn't help but mutter a few words in her ear.

Yuihama Yui's expression suddenly became strange, it seemed a little unwilling, and a little dumbfounded, and asked in a low voice, "Really?"

Biqigu nodded painfully: "Really."

…………

"Is this? It looks heavy..."

"Eh, do you want to curl up your hair?-Double ponytails, oh..."

Biqigu frowned, looked at Xuexia this guy carefully, and finally gave up the original idea: "It seems that you still can't do it, so I won't say anything about your temperament, and your face is a bit different, eh..."

He pondered for a moment, and waved to the crowd watching the excitement next to him: "Miura! Come here!"

I was teaching Yui the "You must take the initiative if you like it" series. Suddenly I heard the dead fisheye calling me. I couldn't help but put my hands on his chest, looked at the queen, and squinted proudly: "What are you doing?"

"If you ask you to come, come here!"

"No! I won't go there!"

The boy sighed. Why is this person so troublesome: "It's good to come here, it's related to Ye Shan!"

Yuko snorted more proudly, and then reluctantly walked over, and saw the couple of dogs and men whispering, Xuexia's expressions were not very good.

"It has something to do with Yeshan. Wearing this can attract his attention very well."

Handed her a strange suit of armor skirt, Bigiya Hachiman looked at her blond hair with admiration, and looked at the other's chest regretfully: "It's a pity that it's too big... Xuexia, it will be more troublesome later. You make her a dumpling head."

Xuenao pinched him dullly: "I don't know how."

"That's Yui."

Blond hair, flat chest, dumpling head...

What did you think of?

At least Mr. Zamuza recognized the armor skirt at a glance, and he jumped over in astonishment, and his chin trembled: "Unexpectedly, actually...is this?"

Then he looked at Miura with bright eyes.

Surrounded by the three of them, Miura trembled and turned his head bloodlessly: "You, what are you doing? Don't come over!"

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But instead, Zamuza asked another person: "Hachiman, what, which one do you like best?"

The boy smiled slightly and blurted out: "Nonsense, except for Ilia, of course it is the heroine..."

Yukoshita's expression was already quite wrong. Although she was still helping Miura wear armor, her ears kept listening.

Ilia, the heroine...

The gloomy gaze made Yoko tremble.

She is very jealous now!

The secret road is not good than Qigu.

...He can't continue talking!

Be sure to control yourself.

Cai Muzuo nodded his head: "I also like the heroine the most, so handsome, especially the posture of swinging the sword, it's really cool."

Blindfolded and couldn't help it: "Well, not only fighting, I like the way she eats and the way she sleeps with the lion cubs in her arms-eh!"

...He said again...

The girl who helped Miura tidy the hem of her skirt lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly.

Biqigu simply covered his mouth, this time I must hold back!

Zamuza muttered to himself what was this, and suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go to Akihabara together. I don't have her figure yet."

Bingyuyanxin said that if the foodie really knows that someone has produced her hand and draws her book, it is estimated that it is not just being blackened by the Holy Grail. It is estimated that all forms of her will be opened together, and the Japanese The ghost place sank into the Pacific Ocean.

A few minutes later, the tall girl, wearing a blue and white classic skirt and armor, looked radiant in her dress and hairstyle.

Unfortunately, there is no such awe-inspiring emotion on his face, but a kind of shyness and embarrassment.

Moreover, his chest stood up very unpretentiously, and his tight armor seemed very angry. Although he felt uncomfortable in how he looked at it, everyone else was murmured in admiration.

Zamuza jumped to Miura's face, and his eyes were almost staring: "This dress... really looks like it."

"You, you, what are you looking at?"

Mr. Caimuza touched the back of his head: "Because it looks good."

"Yes, is it?"

Miura raised his chin proudly again: "You still have a little—"

"The clothes look good."