After women's clothing, I became popular in Interstellar

Afraid of seeing the words "lose money" and "fine" again, An Yi quickly grabbed a slime hidden in the bushes.

This slime still has the daisy that it swallowed not long ago in its chubby belly, and it is hiding in the grass and trees to digest and enjoy the good time in the afternoon.However, the happy time is always short-lived, such as the sudden elevation of the line of sight, such as the pink skirt that is suddenly put on Yuan Gungun's body.

An Yi pinched the rice flower with her fingers, and made her rotate 360 ​​degrees around the slime squatting on the stone.

Slime in a pink dress: Duh.

"Aoooooo cute! I want to raise it!"

"Ah, the classmate in front, slime is an omnivorous monster, and has a food addiction. If it finds something delicious, it will focus on preying on that food, such as your poop or your hair, hehe."

"Ah, shut up!"

"..."

An Yi's fingers, who originally wanted to poke the slime, froze, and retracted them with a "shua". This scene was seen by the live broadcast room, and there was another burst of laughter.

At the end of the live broadcast, the number of followers of the new anchor Man Daxie stopped at four digits, which was a success that An Yi and Mi Guo didn't expect.

"You conquered them my friend with your beauty!" Miguo sat on a small stool, pressed the void keyboard "crackling", and said happily, "After comparing the data of newcomers, I found that not only the number of followers far exceeds them, but also the income is also good Oh~”

His ending sound flew up quickly, but Mi Guo suddenly thought of the long string of numbers on An Yi's bill, and the flying ending sound "clicked" and fell to the ground.

"... Cough, I mean, compared to the average rookie anchor!" He said with a guilty conscience.

Sitting on the new stool with arms folded, An Yi frowned indistinctly. It seems that the live broadcast is the only profitable thing for him at the moment, which means.

to do.

An Yi: "Oh."

He really didn't know what to broadcast live.

On the other hand, Migo is full of pride and high spirits, "Continue to conquer the interstellar people with your beauty! I love elf friends in skirts!"

The ease of forced women's clothing: ","

"By the way, I asked the elf tailor to make a lot of skirts for you, Mi Hua, and the slimes. This calculation is not enough for today's income. You have to work hard in the next few days, my friend~"

Miguo was still humming a strange tune, but he didn't notice the black air rising from the elf behind him.

An Yi raised her eyelashes, watched the popular rock music playing in Interstellar, followed the shaking Migo, and pursed her lower lip.

At night, when the moonlight poured down, a golden bird flew out of the black piccolo and squatted quietly by the window.

The shadow of the bird fell on the ground, elongated by the moonlight.

On the newly made single bed, the person who was supposed to be sleeping suddenly sat up.

The night elf opened his black eyes, the pupils were filled with blood, and the blood streaks were faintly visible on the gray skin.He raised the corners of his mouth, showing an unfriendly smile, his long black hair fell on the white nightgown, like a pure flower falling into a dark river.

The golden bird with its mouth tightly closed watched cautiously.

An Yi looked around. This was the room Migo had prepared for him. There was only a bed and a table, and there were high piles of clothes on the sofa against the wall, all of which were skirts sent by the elves.

I heard that new clothes will be made for the young elves. The female elves and some male elves of the elves are very interested. Originally, the work of only one tailor has become a family activity. It only took one day, and An Yi has many new clothes. .

"Hmph." The night elf lifted the top skirt with her fingers. The material was very comfortable and the cut was decent, but the current owner of the skirt was very upset.

It's all Migo's fault!

The night elf tugged at her skirt resentfully, turned and walked towards the gate. Unexpectedly, after opening the wooden door, there was an iron gate with railings outside, just like in a prison.

There is also an iron chain with the size of Miguo's head hanging on the door.

Night Elf: "..."

"hateful!"

An Yi circled the room angrily.

Arnold, who was standing by the window pretending to be a decoration, was considering whether to hide, so as not to provoke the wrath of the night elves. Unexpectedly, just as he thought of this question, the night elves' black eyes had already looked over.

"Ha." The night elf rounded her beautiful eyes, sat down on the bed, and tickled her fingers at the hunched golden bird, with a malicious smile on her lips, "Come here, little thing."

"..."

Thinking of the price of violating the contract, the "little thing" thought for a second, spread his wings, and landed on the side of the bed.

"Your master orders you to become human, right now, Birdman!"

An Yi raised his chin, and with a haughty posture, he commanded condescendingly.

"...Birdman?" The noble son of the Holy See who has been clothed and fed all his life—although he has become a bird now, he has never been humiliated like this before!He didn't know whether the night elf used this word to call him on purpose or unintentionally, but it didn't affect his cold expression when he recovered his body.

The tall man stood with his back to the moonlight, and the delicate and complicated golden robe fell to the ground, and the shadow completely covered the elf on the bed.

An Yi, who couldn't see the man's expression, said unhappily: "Go away, you're affecting me to bask in the moon!"

"..."

Arnold silently moved a step aside so that the night elves could bask in the moon.

"Humph."

Just now he was satisfied with An Yi leaning against the railing of the bed, surrounded by moonlight, he squinted his eyes comfortably, and the hour hand could be heard in the room.

Quiet?

Night elves don't like silence.

An Yi, who rested her chin on the bedpost, raised her eyes, looked at the silent blond man, and sneered, "Your master is sitting here, yet you don't even say hello to him? Is this a polite thing!"

The elf's anger came suddenly, like an angry cat who couldn't eat food.

Arnold almost laughed out loud because of his own imagination, and kept telling himself that this is a legendary monster, a cold-blooded and cunning night elf, and he must not be deceived by his harmless appearance.

"Respected master, Ye An." He pressed his palms on his chest, bowed slightly, and his voice was polite and gentle.

That's about it.

An Yi sat up straight, straightened her back, was as proud as a king being interviewed, and nodded politely, "Good evening to you too."

The voice of the night elves, more beautiful than the moonlight, melted into the summer night.

An Yi, who had finished greeting his servants, waited for him to speak, so that he could continue chatting to pass the time, but he waited for a long time, this golden man was as silent as a rock by the sea, his mouth was glued and closed tightly!

The night elf frowned, and said angrily: "It seems that your brain is not as easy to use as your face!"

"...?"

Arnold, who was inexplicably attacked by his IQ, had a question mark on his head, "What is it about me that dissatisfies you?"

He slowly added two words under the gaze of the night elves, "Master."

How could there be a servant who asked the master to find a topic!madness!

The night elf shook his head angrily, guessing that the master's intention was to be a servant. As the master, all he had to do was find fault.

An Yi folded her arms, her pointed elf ears turned back, her red lips shrunk against the gray skin, and then she said, "Your master thinks your greeting is very perfunctory, I am not satisfied, I ask you to renew your greetings." make once!"

Not satisfied?

Arnold remembered not long ago, the night elf with a satisfied smile on his face, and cautiously closed his mouth.

"In this case, please allow me to greet you again." Arnold put his hand on his heart again, lowered his golden head, raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly, "Your brilliance makes the moonlight look sideways, and may the night shine on my dignity forever." Master, eternity is upon you, I wish you good health every night, and every night is as dazzling as today."

In the time of the Holy See, he was also at this moment, offering redundant social words to the noble ladies in the interstellar world, and smiling politely in the smiles they enjoyed.

Arnold raised his head slightly to observe the expression of the night elf.

Contrary to his expectations, the night elf not only did not show satisfaction, but instead wrinkled his face and looked at him with disgust.

"Gentle, disgusting!" The night elf had just finished speaking, when he saw his servant's face stiffen suddenly, with an unnatural expression.Thinking it hurt the servant's heart, the night elf coughed lightly and added: "I mean, disgusting."

Miguo said that repeated words will be cute, so that he can express his feelings without hurting his poor servant's heart.

Ah, I am such a big-hearted, tolerant and good master!

An Yi pursed his lips contentedly. Although his servant was dull, he still worked hard. If this is the case...

"My servant, I am touched by your efforts. In this case, accept your master's reward."

An Yi licked her lower lip, pulled off her skirt, and the long lace skirt wrapped around smooth skin rose slowly and stopped at her knees.The night elf with gray skin raised his right leg, gracefully and slowly resting on his thigh.

Under the moonlight, the elf's slender legs fell into his golden eyes. He saw the elf's gray skin with intricate blood patterns, outlining beautiful but terrifying patterns on the delicate skin.The slender ankle that seems to be enough to be controlled by a palm, the graceful instep, and the delicate toes are hard to escape the traces of blood, not to mention the more places covered by the lace dress.

Rumor has it that the bloodstains on a night elf's body are closely related to magic power, and the more bloodstains on the body, the stronger the night elf's ability.

Arnold was thinking about the literature, when his ears covered by blond hair suddenly heard the reserved and proud voice of the night elf, which was different from the day.

"Now, you can kiss the instep of my foot."

The author has something to say: Night Elf An Yi: Kneel down!kiss Me!The jio!Now! ╭(╯^╰)╮

感谢在2022-01-2300:09:58~2022-01-2416:31:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of mediocre art students;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!