"Ruyao, Ruyao, look," Ximen excitedly took several pieces of drawing paper to Qin Yuyao, "this is the battle dress I designed for you. Pick one you like."

Qin Yuyao knew that she was going to refine eight fierce level treasures for herself. She was also looking forward to it.

But when I saw Ximen Qing's painting, my face sank.

It's not that she draws badly. Ximen Qing's painting skills are very strong. She just draws without a sense of life.

It's OK to draw some clothes. It's better to say... She draws very well. It's more than enough to participate in the fashion design competition.

It is just that Qin Yuyao can not make complaints about these clothes.

Other people's clothes cover three points, and the cloth in other places can be less, which is called sexy.

But what about Ximen Qing? There are many fabrics and a huge coverage area, but the most critical places are empty.

It's absolutely shameful to wear this thing on her. Qin Yuyao feels dizzy just by imagining it.

"Why? Can't you choose it?" Ximen Qing said, "why don't your sister choose it for you? What do you think of this ha and blue eyed wolf pattern?"

Qin Yuyao pointed to his face: "my expression doesn't look happy. Elder sister, tell me, I'll change it right away."

"Hmm? Not satisfied?" Ximen was stunned and suddenly realized, "Oh! Sure enough, we still need to add some lace! Our Ruyao is still a little girl."

"No!" Qin Yuyao pointed to the places where the cloth was missing. "It's here. Why should these places be empty!"

"The materials are limited," Simon said without changing his face.

"Then why don't you vacate other places? Are you driving? I think these are evidence."

"You don't understand that," Ximen Qing explained with a look of a tactical master. "The function of battle clothes is defense. All designs are based on this. These places I leave are the most convenient places for you to defend."

Then she covered up the look of crossing her hands on her chest: "you see, if you put the empty position on your back, you won't be able to guard against other people's bullets as soon as they turn."

Qin Yuyao: (* ~ (エ) ~)

Simon winked: "what do you mean by this expression? Finally understand your sister's pains?"

"No," Qin Yuyao said, "I just feel powerless that I can't refute you."

"That's settled! Choose one quickly." Simon Qing quickly handed over the design drawing.

Qin Yuyao: (╯`□ ′) ╯ (┴ - "I don't want to choose such a shameful thing! You change it to normal! I want normal! Bikinis are more normal than this. Hello!"

"That's a bikini. I'll change it now." Simon ran away with emotion.

Qin Yuyao was left alone, with an electric arc jumping on his forehead: "hmm? Wait a minute, have I been routine?"

Shit!

When she reacted, she quickly chased up: "wait a minute! Sister Simon! I didn't mean to have a bikini!"

The final result of this matter was that Qin Yuyao caught up with Ximen Qing at his own speed and stopped the latter's idea of refining bikini in time with the threat of "telling the charterer".

After that, Ximen Qing proposed refining white wings. At first, Qin Yuyao thought it was good, but she reacted when Ximen Qing said "do you want daily or night".

"100000 volts!" at this moment, Qin Yuyao incarnated his cartoon character and gave XiMenqing a solid electrotherapy.

Finally, after Qin Yuyao repeatedly asked not to refine clothes, XiMenqing had to compromise.

"But armor should be taken with you. If you don't refine clothes, do you want to refine shoes for you? If you really do, you can't browse shoe related shops when you chop hands." XiMenqing said a terrible thing.

Can't you buy shoes on hand chopping Festival? Who can stand this?

Seeing Qin Yuyao's fear, Ximen Qing patted the tail wrapped around his neck: "now I know why my sister doesn't design a coat for you."

"How about... Glasses?" Qin Yuyao thought and said.

"Why do you need glasses? You're not short-sighted." Simon whispered, but he quickly drew a red framed glasses with paper and pen, the same as seven Altman.

"..." Qin Yuyao was silent.

"What's the matter?" Simon asked.

She shook her head: "I don't know why. I want to make complaints about this pair of glasses, but I don't know how to vomit. What's more, I don't need glasses."

"I don't want glasses, clothes or shoes, so I can only refine a pair of socks for you." Simon said helplessly.

"Socks are socks," Qin Yuyao gave up and loosened his tail. "It's better than wings."

"That's settled!" Ximen Qing showed a smile called "planning Tong" from the angle Qin Yuyao didn't see, and then ran away quickly.

One day later, when Qin Yuyao saw the white suspenders, she felt a little chest tightness and wanted to vomit blood.

Simon said boldly: "Although it's a sock, its job is still armor, so I've selected one with the most fabrics for you. This time, we want to thank Dr. Rachel PACHA, who kindly sponsored the special artificial fiber. This fiber developed by her has dust-proof, breathable and water absorption... It integrates various functions. It's not only very defensive, but also very sexy."

"It really fits your beautiful girl's image perfectly, so let's celebrate, the creation of Genesis..."

"Wait a minute!" Qin Yuyao interrupted Ximen's self hi. "Isn't Dr. Rachel in the island country? When did you get the materials from her?"

"The island country is so close that I'll be there soon," Simon said. "Just last night."

"Even if you could fly back and forth yesterday, what about the time to make socks?" Qin Yuyao found the blind spot. "You've been planning for a long time!"

Ximen Qing looked aside: "how is it possible, Ruyao, you have to believe me. I guarantee with personality that I never sent the design drawing to the doctor a few days ago."

"You said you didn't have a routine!" Qin Yuyao said. "I knew that strange clothes and wing glasses were all used to deceive me, just to let me choose socks, right?"

"No, you're wrong," Simon said seriously. "In fact, the only thing fooling you is glasses. I'll let the doctor do one of the others. I'll refine my spirit into whichever you choose."

Qin Yuyao: "

"Ruyao, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't talk to me, I want to be quiet."