Succubus just want to cook

Instead of a short skirt, Zhu Li finally decided to order a big skirt for Jia Pixiu.

After all, although President Pixiu looks handsome, and at first glance can make people look like a heroic beauty when dressed as a woman, he still has an altitude of 1.9 meters. Although the two slender legs are considered slender for men, if they are exposed outside, Da Lie shows the thigh muscle lines...

That was still very risqué.

I wish Li a reliable job. The big skirt arrived at Pixiu Industry in the afternoon of the same day, and the merchant even thoughtfully provided a black long straight wig.

"After changing into the skirt, no matter who asks, boss, you must not admit your identity, so as not to damage the brand image." Zhu Li worriedly handed the skirt and wig to Jia Pixiu.

Patriarch Pixiu responded perfunctorily, changed his clothes under Zhu Li's complicated eyes, and walked out of Pixiu's building with his head held high.

Probably because the image was too shocking, none of the employees could recognize the overly strong female devil as the president of the company, but it was also because the image was too shocking that when Jia Pixiu was walking on the road, his rate of turning heads was almost [-]%.

Under all kinds of gazes, Japixiu held up her skirt and strutting forward without feeling shy at all.

As a hamster, he made calculations on competitive shows, and as a diamond king, he performed love at first sight on blind date shows.

His face has long been tempered to be thicker than the city wall.

Now it's just a women's clothing.

Jia Pixiu confidently believed that he could hold the shape of this peerless beauty.

Although this beautiful demon is really a bit tall, most of the passing demons have to bend their necks to see his face clearly.

Jia Pixiu walked swaggeringly with the hem of her skirt, and bought a bouquet of crystal flowers when passing by a flower shop.

However, there is an old saying that goes well.

It's going to rain, people have to pretend to be aggressive, and pretending to be aggressive is easy to be struck by lightning.

As Jia Pixiu was walking, he suddenly felt that the skirt was getting heavier and heavier. He felt a little bit in his heart, and had some bad premonitions, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

dong dong.

Five minutes later, there was a knock on the newly locked door of Han Bo's house.

It's a pity that the sound was not loud, and Han Bo in the room didn't hear it.

dong dong!

Two more times, this time louder.

"Here we come." Han Bo slowly came out of the room, "Why didn't you ring the doorbell?"

He was a little puzzled, opened the door, and got the answer.

Why don't you ring the doorbell?

Because it is not enough.

Han Bo pushed open the anti-theft door, and at the same line of sight, the dust in the air fluttered quietly.

Han Bo lowered his head a few degrees, then lowered it a few more degrees, and finally saw the visitor at a position almost up to his waist.

The uninvited guest was less than 1.2 meters tall, aged no more than six years old, with a few strands of black wig on his immature face, and looked like a low-quality Sadako cosplayer.A thick, curtain-like mopping cloth was hanging loosely on his body. Han Bo looked at it again and again, and barely judged that it was a skirt.

There is no doubt about this terrifying shape and this immature body.

It was Giapixiu who degenerated into a child due to lack of spiritual power.

Jia Pixiu, who looked less than six years old, struggled to hold the hem of the big skirt with one hand to prevent it from completely collapsing to the ground, and tried to raise it with the other hand, lifting the wilting crystal flower to Han Bo's eyes.

Han Bo relied on his not-so-used common sense to judge with difficulty that this bouquet of flowers was for himself.

He took the flowers numbly, stared at the crumpled lines on the packaging, and looked up at Japixiu, who was more crumpled than the flowers, and sighed: "If you have this habit, I know a doctor, you can contact him. "

Japixiu: "."

"...I didn't mean that you are so sick, but you are the head of the clan after all, and you still manage a company, if your subordinates see you like this...so..." Han Bo was at a loss for words.

Japixiu added for him expressionlessly: "Slutty."

"It's not that serious, not to the point of lewdness..." Han Bo said euphemistically, and suddenly found the right word, "At most, it's mentally retarded, yes, mentally retarded... let your subordinates see you like this." It's not good to look mentally retarded."

"So, can I, who is mentally handicapped, go in first?" Japixiu raised his head at the door and asked with a smile on his face, "I don't want to be ashamed at the gate either."

Han Bo stepped aside, and Jia Pixiu walked into the room with a big skirt.

Han Bo clicked his tongue when he saw the heavy fabric dragged on the floor, and felt that the dust accumulated in the doorway for three years had been swept away once the big skirt passed.

Probably Jia Pixiu's appearance was so horrible that a heartless monster like Han Bo was moved to pity him, and offered a T-shirt and shorts for Jia Pixiu to enter the room to change into.

When Jia Pixiu came out wearing an oversized T-shirt, he saw Han Bo take a bowl from the kitchen, unpack the crystal flower and insert it in, and then put the bowl in the living room to put away, and his bad mood eased a little.

He sat down on the sofa, Han Bo took care of the unlucky flower, and came to sit beside him.

"Has the Mammon spell not expired yet?"

"No, Mammon's spell will remain in effect as long as it is not lifted."

"I thought there would be a shelf life."

"...It's not food." Japixiu said gloomily, "After the verdict of the Protoss comes out in two days, they will have to relieve me."

"So..." Han Bo said, "Then do you need spiritual power now?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head and exaggeratedly fell to the side, resting his head on the small and delicate shoulder of the young Japixiu.

Japixiu turned his head sideways, his golden hair was soft and smelled like crystal flowers.

He paused, buried the tip of his nose, and inhaled both the spiritual power and the fragrance of flowers into his body.

With spiritual power entering his body, Jia Pixiu swelled up at an extremely fast speed. In just a few seconds, he changed from a 1.2-meter elementary school student to a 1.9-meter president, and Han Bo, who was leaning on his shoulder, had his head widened and changed. The high shoulders are pushed up, and even finally slipped off the shoulders due to the height difference.

Han Bo sat up straight, rubbed his head that was aching from the quilt, turned to look at Jia Pixiu, and was about to speak, but couldn't help laughing out loud.

Jia Pixiu's current image is very gratifying. The shorts that reached his knees shrunk rapidly under the change of his body shape, and became hot pants attached to his thighs. Jia Pixiu's long legs were left hanging outside, looking like a basketball player before the 20th century. , or the tall 1 who is too avant-garde and can't find 0.

The scene of the lower body is already tragic, but compared to the upper body, this is nothing.

For the juvenile form, the oversized wide top has lived up to expectations and "shrunk". The shoulder line of the T-shirt is stretched by the broad shoulders. The taut fabric gives people a sense of tension that will burst at any time, and the hem of the top is too short. , not covering the waistband of the trousers, only sticking to the ribs, revealing the lean waist and strong abdominal muscles.

Seeing this humorous look made Han Bo happy. At first he held back his smile tactfully, but later he couldn't help it anymore, so he threw his head on the sofa and laughed out loud.

Jia Pixiu tugged at the hem of his clothes, tried to make it cover his stomach but failed, then looked at Han Bo who was writhing with a smile: "...Is it that funny?"

"Actually not...Puhahahahahahaha..." Han Bo sat up straighter, but soon laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Jia Pixiu looked at him helplessly, and finally seeing him laughing happily, he couldn't help but also laughed along with him a few times.

The two devils had laughed enough, Han Bo wiped away his tears and sat up straight: "Get up, I'll find you a dress that fits you, don't wear this unlucky thing."

Jia Pixiu got up and followed Han Bo to look for clothes.

Han Bo didn't have much clothes, and his body was very different from Jia Pixiu's.He rummaged through the closet but couldn't find anything that could be worn by President Pai Xiu, so in the end Jia Pixiu had to put back the big skirt.

Japixiu put on the skirt, and the masculine body was wrapped in the cumbersome and colorful fabric, which was unexpectedly not ugly.

Not only is it not ugly, but it even has a strange charm.

It's rare that Han Bo actually received this kind of charm.

He looked Japixiu up and down, and after scanning twice, he raised his hand to cover Jiapixiu's face, and then scanned twice again just looking at the body.

Japixiu: ...

Although Jia Pixiu was used to Han Bo's strange aesthetics, he still couldn't calmly accept this naked dislike for his appearance.

"I know I'm ugly." Japixiu said a little hurt, "but can you stop being so obvious."

Han Bo ignored him, put down his hands, raised his head and asked, "Can you put on the wig too?"

The eyes of the little succubus are shining, as attractive as grape jelly.

Giapixiu doesn't like grape jelly, but he likes the little succubus.

He straightened out his messy wig and put it on his head.

"so?"

Turning around, the little succubus' eyes completely lit up.

Although Jia Pixiu, who was wearing a wig, was still a male monster in terms of height and build, but with that red lips and white teeth, those piercing eyes, that sharp and beautiful chin...

Toduo is a great beauty.

Beauty magic.

Han Bo was amazed by Jia Pixiu's female attire, and the aesthetic heresy was temporarily closed due to gender confusion. He held his breath and asked cautiously, "By the way, do you have an older sister?"

"……No."

"Oh." Han Bo's disappointment was written all over his face, "What a pity."

"If so, what do you want to do?" Jia Pixiu was a little annoyed, but the effect of women's clothing was really remarkable, and he immediately pretended to be a rival in love.

"I want to get to know each other, and then I can show off that I have a friend who is a peerless beauty... a demon." Han Bo looked at Jia Pixiu and shook his head regretfully, "But my sister is so beautiful, and my brother is so... rough, your life should be rough. It'll be great."

Japixiu: ...

Giapixiu gritted his teeth, "Thank you."

While immersed in the beautiful fantasy of knowing a beautiful woman, she can still consider her own situation. Really, Pai Xiu is so moved.

Han Bo didn't care whether Jia Pixiu was moved or not. He looked at Jia Pixiu's face with regret and appreciation, and suddenly asked, "Can I ask you something?"

"...It seems that my women's clothing is quite good-looking, and you can use 'please'." Jia Pixiu said angrily, "What's the matter."

"It's like this... I have a PK in the live broadcast at night, and I fight with other anchors... I don't necessarily win." Talking to Jia Pixiu, who is wearing women's clothes, Han Bo's voice is quite soft, "Can you appear on camera?"

He looked at Giapixiu with those shining eyes again, and blocked all the words of rejection.

Jia Pixiu remembered Zhu Li's advice, hesitated for a second between the brand image of Pixiu Industry and the request of the little succubus, and made a choice without much entanglement.

"It's okay to appear on the scene, but you have to treat me to dinner."

"Where do I have money?" Han Bo spread his hands, "Eat them all."

"It's fine if I invite you, just come out and eat."

"It's a loss-making business." Han Bo rolled his eyes with a smile when he realized something.

"I have money, can't I?"

"Okay—" Han Bo agreed, and after two seconds, he made an inch of it, "Then can you eat with me in women's clothing?"

"..."

"uh-huh?"

"No, shut up."

That night, Zhu Li, who was working overtime, replaced Jia Pixiu, turned on the live broadcast of Pixiu, and started the inspection work.

After rectification, the homepage of the live broadcast has been much cleaner, the content is healthy and uplifting, and all divisions are thriving.

While watching, Zhu Li secretly admired his boss's thunder method in his heart.

As he was brushing, he was suddenly attracted by the title of a live broadcast room.

[Big beauty of the Pixiu family, PK wins and sends blessings online]

Zhu Li's heart skipped a beat, bad premonitions rushed into his nerves like an avalanche and ground cracks.

With shaking hands, Zhu Li clicked into the live broadcast room.

Han Bo's face was on the screen.

"Thank you for the gifts from my family. The PK victory is due to the contribution of every family member...beauty, now I will show you beauties."

After he finished speaking, he moved the camera, and a heroic and beautiful face appeared in the live broadcast room.

Zhu Li likes Meimo very much, especially the heroic Meimo.

It would be even better if Nami Mo didn't look exactly like his boss.

Meimo, who looks exactly like the boss, smiled shyly at Guangyan, squeezed her throat and spoke.

"Hi everyone, I'm today's live broadcast guest, thank you brothers for your gifts~"

"Ah, by the way, I am the elder sister of Patriarch Pixiu, and my name is Zhen Pixiu."