dream girlfriend come true

Hoshimi bent down and pressed against Kasumigaoka's side face, so that the two could enjoy the breeze blowing together.

"MD! Damn it now!"

Behind the two of them, a group of single dogs couldn't help cursing in their hearts.

Looking at the two people who are talented and beautiful, a sour taste of jealousy gradually permeates.

.........

After more than an hour, Hoshimi and Kasumi Hill finally entered the venue.

"Which way do we go first? Huh? That's..."

In the middle of the conversation, Xing Jian suddenly noticed a familiar figure from behind.

"Have you met someone you know?"

Xia Zhiqiu followed Hoshimi's eyes and found a man wearing a light-colored sportswear and a peaked cap, who wrapped himself up tightly.

511. "Two or three things at the comic exhibition"

Looking at the familiar figure not far away, Xia Zhiqiu frowned unconsciously.

Thanks to the live broadcast during Xingjian's hospitalization, she is very familiar with someone's body curve.

Right now, even though the other party hides the iconic blond hair in a hat and hides her figure curve through loose sportswear, she still recognizes her true identity from the familiar white nape.

The man was none other than Sawamura Spencer Eriri.

"Hoshimi, let's go there." Kasumigaoka held Hoshimi's arm and walked away from Yinglili.

She doesn't want to ruin a rare date time with some uninteresting blonde loser.

"Okay, it's up to you." Xing Jian wanted to go up and say hello to Ying Lili, but since Shi Yu had already made a decision, let it be.

The two walked sideways and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Ying Lili, who seemed to be aware of it, looked back at the entrance. After seeing that there were strangers, she turned her head and lowered the brim of her hat and went straight to the booth in the deep part of the exhibition hall.

In the pavilion where people come and go, Xing Jian looked at all kinds of COS in the crowd with great interest.

There is a devil lady in revealing leather clothes, a cute lady with cat ears as a maid, a robot COS in a heavy make-up paper shell, and a COS as a character in a special drama.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Zhiqiu asked abruptly.

"Shi Yu, what kind of tail do you think it is?" Hoshimi raised his chin slightly, motioning Kasumi Hill to look at the maid with cat ears.

Xia Zhiqiu looked at it for a while, and said firmly: "The kind tied around the waist."

"I think it's the same, it's limp and doesn't move at all, it can only be tied around the waist, Shi Yu, do you think you can..."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible."

Knowing what Hoshimi wanted to say, Kasumigaoka blocked his mouth first.

"Oh~" Xing Jian moved his eyes, and turned to point to the devil lady in the revealing leather jacket on the other side, "How about this set?"

Kasumi Hill took a few glances, "With the whip and candles, I can think about it."

"Forget it." Xingjian didn't have the tendency to be masochistic, and he turned to point to the coser who was wearing a purple tights and holding a red spear on the other side, "Is that Scarha from the fate series? What do you think, Shi Yu? "

"Skaha?" Xia Zhiqiu thought for a while, and if he refused, maybe Hoshimi would make some amazing suit for her.

It's better to find a similar one and respond quickly, like the current Scatha suit is quite good.

And the color of her pupils is just right, so there is no need to bother to prepare cosmetic contact lenses.

"Okay, just this one." Xia Zhiqiu answered with a frown.

Xingjian laughed, leaned over to Xia Zhiqiu's ear and asked, "Where shall we buy it later?"

"Hmph~" Xia Zhiqiu tossed his hair, and said coldly: "That's your business, not mine."

"That's right, Shiyu, wait a minute, I'll send you a text message." Xing Jian took out his phone and sent a message to Siesta.

After receiving the reply from Siesta, Xing Jian put away the phone with a smile, "Shi Yu, let's go, let's continue shopping."

"..." Xiazhiqiu glanced at Xingjian's side face, and said with a delicate expression: "Xingjian, are you really willing to use her as a tool?"

"Or else? Confess it?"

Hearing Hoshimi's unceremonious tone, Kasumi Hill asked tentatively: "Did she offend you?"

"No, it's just that it's easy to use, and I accidentally used her as a tool."

Hoshimi is telling the truth. Compared with others, Siesta, who is neither competitive nor robbing and has outstanding abilities, can be said to be the perfect role of housekeeper.

No matter what you entrust to her, she can arrange it properly for you, so you don't have to worry about it.

After a long time, he also habitually handed over some of his dull and painful problems to Siesta to help solve them.

"A tool man?" Xia Zhiqiu reminded thoughtfully: "You should also pay attention to Xingjian, and be careful not to rely on her."

Xing Jian waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I won't."

"It's good to see that you know what's in your heart."

"Anything~ I'll be fine~" Xing Jian raised his finger and pointed to the booth not far away, "Let's not talk about her, let's go to the front and have a look, isn't the book bought there?"

"I don't know, go and have a look."

After a while, Xing Jian left the booth without interest.

What was sold at the booth were not books, but fan art albums. Although they were exquisite, they were just as attractive to a person like him who was not familiar with the circle.

But for the sake of Miss Painter blushing and trying hard to sell, Xingjian bought three copies out of kindness.

Keep one for yourself, one for Shi Yu, and one for Ying Lili when she finds time.

After buying the album, Hoshimi and Kasumigaoka continued to wander into the depths of the exhibition hall.

Walking along the way, Xing Jian found that the book stalls seemed to have disappeared, and no one could be found.

There are only a few who sell picture books, games, and self-created comics, and occasionally one or two who buy non-serious fanfiction.

"Fate fanfiction? Can I have a look?"

Hoshimi, who was stranded in front of a small stall, asked warmly.

"Yes..." The thin female stall owner wearing a three-piece hat, sunglasses, and mask nodded.

Xingjian didn't care about the other party's attire, and just picked up a book of fanhumanities to read.

At first when I saw the beginning, Xingjian thought it was a serious fanfic, but after turning a few pages, the fierce words and difficult gestures immediately told Xingjian that this is an old Si Ji's work.

He continued to look back, and occasionally he could see some illustrations, but they were not exquisite, at best they could be regarded as better line drafts.

The function of these line drawings is also very straightforward, which is to simply show the difficult poses that are difficult to describe in words intuitively.

Xingjian looked at it for a while, and found that some parts of this fanfiction did involve his knowledge blind spots, and it was worth studying hard for him.

Xing Jian closed the book, looked at the female stall owner with a smile, "Give me three books."

"Okay." The female stall owner calmly packed three books in paper bags and handed them to Xingjian.

Xingjian pays and leaves.

After walking far away, Xing Jian shook his head and sighed, "The world is getting worse."

"En?" Kasumi Hill looked at Hoshimi in confusion.

Xing Jian glanced back and explained: "The female stall owner just now is probably the same as Ying Lili, she is also everyone's daughter."

Xia Zhiqiu blinked, "How can you see that?"

"Sitting posture, temperament, and mentality."

Xingjian explained one by one: "First of all, it is a sitting posture. The waist is straight, the legs are close together and slightly tilted, and the hands are folded on the legs. There is no swaying from left to right during the whole process. It perfectly fits the phrase 'sitting like a peony'. Will be so strict with children's sitting posture."

"The second is the temperament. Even if it is tightly covered, you can still smell the gentle smell of Yamato Nadeko."

"The last thing is mentality. Haven't you seen how many books are piled up on her booth? In the box at the back plus the ones on the table, there are probably three or five hundred books left. It's the last day, and I haven't seen so many books left." Impatient, you can tell at a glance that it is the master who is not short of money."

"So I guess, that [-]% is about the same as Ying Lili, and she is everyone's daughter."

512. "Eri Rika Who Steals Men Face To Face"

"Ah~ the world is getting worse, the young lady in the boudoir has been polluted like this."

Starfire sighed.

Xia Zhiqiu rolled his eyes and stared at him, "What does it matter to you? What are you doing with so much leisure?"

"That's true." Xing Jian didn't think about it any more, and led Shi Yu forward.

"Shiyu, let's go, continue to see if there are any good things."

.........

After shopping until one o'clock in the afternoon, Xingjian bought some good things and prepared to retreat.

In the exhibition hall, Xingjian, who was strolling towards the exit, suddenly asked.

"Speaking of which, Shiyu, how did you get exposed by your mother before?"

In the dream before, Xia Zhiqiu complained to him about being exposed by her mother and the door control was strengthened again, but she did not explain how her mother exposed it.

"Ai~" The old matter was re-discussed, and Xia Zhiqiu sighed resentfully.

"Xingjian, didn't I tell my mother about the seven-day trip to Hawaii? On the seventh day, she was going to pick me up at the airport, but she didn't know which flight it was, so she was going to ask editor Machida."

"At that time, editor Machida happened to come to the door to urge the manuscript, and the battery of the mobile phone was dead, so I didn't receive a call from my mother."

"My mother was anxious, so she went directly to the editorial department and asked after she arrived."

"Oh, it's over, the truth is revealed."

"Knowing that I was cheated, my mother asked editor Machida to come to my house the next day, tied me up and tortured me where I was going, and editor Machida didn't know, so I had to report a random place, and then my mother happened to meet me when I went out. Are we home yet?"

After listening to Xiazhiqiu's explanation, Xingjian was a little surprised and said: "Is Shiyu your mother so courageous? Tied up and tortured? This is already an illegal restriction of personal freedom?"

Xia Zhiqiu rolled his eyes angrily.

There was one more thing she hadn't said yet. On the day she was being scolded, Editor Machida almost couldn't hold back his catastrophe.

If it wasn't for the editor Machida's frantic shaking from side to side at the last moment, which caught my mother's attention, maybe something would have happened.

"Let's not talk about this, let's go faster, I have to go back early in the afternoon." Kasumi Hill, who didn't want to mention the tragic past, dragged Hoshimi to quicken his pace.