Chapter 142

On the special day of 520, Lang Youqing's concubine intended to secretly date a girl in yellow with glasses.

In the park of C City, you and me are all around.

Under the rendering of the environment, the affection of girls in glasses and yellow gradually lasts, and becomes stronger after time. Under the strong affection, they can't help embracing wet kisses.

Woo woo!!

After half a ring, their lips were divided, and a wisp of glittering silver was shining in the sun. The girl in yellow blushed. She was coy and whispered, "you made my sister cry. You should be responsible for comforting it."

"Ha? You have a sister? Why don't I know? " Glasses a face at a loss, how suddenly changed the topic? In other words, can we fall in love without talking about your sister?

"Hum, wood."

The blush in yellow had dyed his ears red, stared at his glasses, covered his face and ran away.

"Ah?"

The glasses looked at the yellow clothes leaving in fog and water, and it was even more unclear.

"What the hell do you mean? Maybe only the yellow teacher king can help me. "

He scratched his head and went dejectedly to find king.

Whew! Whew!!

In the imperial apartment, King whistled to tidy up his slim suit and combed his blond hair meticulously.

Ding Dong!

When the doorbell rang, he opened the door with a cheerful pace.

"Glasses? Why did you come at this time? "

Glasses said sadly, "master king, I'm in trouble." He told King everything about the girl in yellow.

"This..."

King wanted to stop talking. Of course, he knew that the girl in yellow meant something. However, as an elder, how could he say such dirty words in front of his younger generation.

He thought for a moment and coughed softly: "cough, glasses, feelings... In the hero world, sexy prisoners have the highest experience. Please consult him!"

"Oh, thanks for your advice, master king."

"You're welcome. I wish you a happy holiday."

"Well, master king, I like you."

"Ha ha."

King watched his glasses go away. He quickly cleaned up and hurried out.

Lovers mall.

King looked up and looked at every passer-by.

Whew!

At this time, a wisp of green light flashed in the sky, and the tornado fell from the sky with both hands holding its chest.

"Hey, it's rare, kin you guy asked me out to go shopping? Ha, today's sun must rise in the West... "

"In fact, I have the idea of asking you out. After all, we are both heroes of the association. I also hope we can have time to promote our feelings."

King smiled. Suddenly, he took a deep breath and showed an expression of enjoyment. After half a ring, he opened his eyes and asked, "tornado, did you drink milk tea just now?"

The tornado wondered, "No." Drink, I only drink Changgao milk.

King shook his finger. "You lied. If you didn't drink milk tea, why would you smell delicious?"

The Dragon roll stuck in his waist and stared: "I didn't lie. I never drink fragrant milk tea. I only drink Youlemei."

“……”

King pulled at the corner of his mouth and said with a strong smile, "well, my nose is out of order."

"Let's go into the mall. It's hard to get out. As a man, I need to choose some clothes for women. What do you think?"

The dragon scroll looked at King warily, "nothing is courteous... Either rape or theft."

“……”

King sighed.

There are clothes in the library.

"What clothes do you like?"

King and tornado examine all kinds of beautiful clothes in the store.

"Hee hee, this dress is good... It's too long, and this one looks good..."

After all, tornadoes are girls. Once you enter a clothing store, you are as happy as a fish into the sea. Look East and touch West. Your small eyes show eager and expectant eyes.

Unfortunately, people are too short to fit a dress.

"Miss tornado!"

After the waiter found King and the tornado, he hurried forward and whispered, "we can provide customized service in our store. As long as Miss tornado likes which style, we can make it for you."

"Really?"

The tornado was overjoyed. She immediately picked a dress and put it on her body. After half a ring, she changed another one. She chose more than a dozen pieces in succession, but she was still dissatisfied. She turned back and asked King:

"King, which dress do you think looks good on me?"

"The red one!"

"Oh, that one is too old-fashioned. Your eyes are really bad."

"What does it matter? Anyway, whether it's old-fashioned or outdated, it's beautiful as long as you wear it. "

"No, no, I'm beautiful, but my clothes are ugly. They don't match at all."

“……”

King smiled and sighed in his heart that you don't understand the style of the tornado.

Others pointed at King and tornado walking together on this special day, whispered and looked ambiguous.

"King, congratulations."

"Oh, thank you."

King smiled at the blessed tourists.

"Tornado, you should have come together with king. You are so happy."

The waiter selects clothes for the Dragon roll and sincerely wishes.

The tornado waved a green dress and said, "well, what's the happiness of walking with him? I wish I could beat him! "

“……”

The waiter said with a dry smile, "you two are really special, but after all, you are heroes, and your way of getting along may be a little special."

King and tornado strolled in the meaningful eyes of others all afternoon and went to the amusement park in the evening.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, king didn't know where to take out a rose and give it to the Dragon roll.

"Tornado, a gift for you."

The tornado frowned, "rose? Why did you suddenly send me flowers? "

"Don't you know that today is a special day?"

King smiled.

"Special day?" The tornado thought hard, "the first two days were March 27, huh?" Her eyes suddenly widened and stared at King fiercely, "I remember that today is Qingming Festival. No wonder you want to give me flowers. It turned out that you cursed me to die as soon as possible."

"This..."

King looked confused and forced, "tornado, how long haven't you read the calendar?"

"Ha? Am I mistaken? " The tornado held his small chin and thought, "Ghost Festival? Double Ninth Festival? "

"Cough, forget it, I'll tell you directly!"

King took a deep breath, stared at the tornado affectionately and said softly, "tornado, today... 520!"

"Huh? Nonsense, 520 when is the festival? King, you got your head squeezed by the door? "

Tornado has a face of suppressed contempt on IQ.

"Oh!"

King stumbled and almost didn't fall. He explained, "this is a new festival for modern convention."

"Well, if I don't eat this set, the ghost will have an inexplicable festival with you!"

The Dragon curls its lips.

Dong Dong!!

The alarm clock on the high-rise buildings in the city rings, 520... Dies.

“……”

King looked up and sighed. Go to your mother's 520. How can you play games with Saitama at home?

"Hey, king, give you a rose back."

The tornado handed the rose to King again.

"Oh."

King took the roses listlessly. The flowers were still beautiful, but his master was dejected.

"Hey, king, do you know what day it is today?"

"Ha?"

King looked at the tornado puzzled. Today is not a special day?

The tornado turned its back to King and hummed, "today... 521!!"

Words fall, she has rushed up into the sky and gone away.

“521？”

King stared blankly at the direction the tornado left.

After half a ring, he scolded: "crazy! What's special about 521? Really, you should ask Saitama to play games together. How can you play games happily when you are in love? "

"People over 520 are all psychopaths!"

Two flowers, one for each.

After some twists and turns, glasses finally found a sexy prisoner holding his boyfriend for the festival.

"Hey, brother glasses, 520 so anxious to find me?" The sexy prisoner said meaningfully, "do you want to Hei hei..."

The glasses panted and said, "Oh, I just want to ask some emotional questions." He repeated his experience with the girl in yellow.

"Ha ha, little thing."

The sexy prisoner squinted at his glasses and said with an obscene smile, "if you are willing to make my little brother cry once, I will tell you how to make her little sister not cry."

"... I have to go back and ask king again."

How do you make a sexy prisoner's little brother cry? Nima went back again.

Glasses looked up and sighed. Sure enough, how can girls have fun? Those who have passed 520 are all psychopaths!