Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Cheng Yuanzheng turned around, caught a glimpse of Yao Wang's red hair, quickly covered his vitals and frowned.

"What's wrong with you, like watching people go to the bathroom? Almost got it!"

Cheng Yuanzheng quickly fastened his pants, and went to wash his hands repeatedly.

Yao Wang looked down his waist and frowned.

This Ji Fengyun is no longer a man, and God has given him such a strong capital. Isn't it a waste? How nice to change it to him.

"Just take a shower and show you to meet people."

Cheng Yuanzheng washed away the soap foam from his hand and looked up at him from the mirror.

"See who? Big boss?"

"You'll know when you see it, hurry up."

Yao Wang personally guarded outside. If Cheng Yuanzheng hadn't glared at him, this shameless guy could hardly come over and wash together.

Under the cover of crashing water, a white light flashed, and the little fox whimpered happily, squatting and rubbing his white hair with his small paws, knowing that he was rubbing against a piece of soap, rubbing out a bubble, and being caught by the water. Washed away.

I have never seen such a clean little fox.

Cheng Yuanzheng has watched it several times, and still can't help but marvel, this little guy is really going to become a master!

The best part is that the little guy still knows the bashfulness, so he won't ask him for help.

Fortunately, the little thing is clever, and it has never attracted the attention of others.

One person and one pet quickly took a battle bath, and the little fox shook his fur happily, and his white fur was seven or eight percent dry, and it was even more greasy and slippery with a little water, as if it was covered with a shining satin.

Cheng Yuanzheng came out wearing a bathrobe, and the little fox was lying on his chest scented, like a plush doll.

"This Taoist suit was specially made for you, so let's change it soon."

Yao Wang swept over the little fox he was holding in his arms, his eyes flashed, and he quickly showed off a new set of clothes with a smile, before Cheng Yuanzheng stared at him, he consciously retreated to the door.

Cheng Yuanzheng scanned the exquisitely crafted Taoist uniforms and looked at the antique buckle, making it easy to take off the clothes and put them on.

The little fox yawned, climbed into his arms again, and fell asleep peacefully.

Cheng Yuanzheng felt its rapid loss of body temperature, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The disguise of the little thing is really powerful, if he didn't watch it, he would suspect that it was a lifeless doll.

This state is similar to the suspended animation of a turtle's breath, and I don't know how it can control it freely, and whether it will cause any burden to its body.

But now I can't care too much. In the current situation, it is in this state, but it can avoid the eyes and ears of the enemy, only if it is his emotional sustenance after amnesia, and it is safer and more secure.

Putting on his robe, Cheng Yuanzheng entered the state in an instant, recalling the moment when he first met Ji Fengyun on the train, deliberately imitating his unruly rivers and lakes and countryside, walking on the road, holding the little fox in one hand and the back of the other. Behind him, full of style.

"Oh, people rely on clothes, horses and saddles. When you come out, you can be more stylish than the heroes in the martial arts video."

Cheng Yuanzheng glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Unexpectedly, you wore red hair, dressed in black leather, smoking a cigar and holding a foreign girl, and you also like watching martial arts videos of your ancestors. You are not foreign enough, right?"

Yao Wang had some understanding of Ji Fengyun's poisonous tongue. Hearing his sarcasm, he felt more relieved and put on a Jeet Kune Do posture with a laugh.

"Why do people who practice martial arts ignore the ancient Chinese martial arts. You don't understand Ji Da Young? Chinese Kung Fu movies are very popular in the West. This is what they call fashion, but they are not old fashioned."