The boy who is a shrine maiden does not want to marry

Watanabe Changwu laughed when he saw this, and then said, "I will retire in a few years, and the higher-ups seem to want you to..."

"Uncle Watanabe, I'm here to keep watch, not to listen to nonsense." Ming Xue didn't want to think about those things at all, so she stated it again.

Watanabe Changgo shrugged helplessly, turned around and took Mingxue upstairs.

Mingxue followed silently, but found that with every step he took, someone would look at him or his thighs.

"Have you noticed the effect of my spiritual weapon?" Ming Xue frowned after going upstairs.

Watanabe Shogo, who was walking in front, almost fell.

"Are you okay?" Mingxue reached out to help him when she saw this, after all, he was Aunt Huizi's husband.

"Uh, no, nothing." Watanabe Changwu shook his head, "You should find a good husband who is jealous in the future."

Ming Xue: ???

"Ah! Is Xiaoxue here?"

Just when Mingxue was puzzled, a voice came, which made Mingxue shudder.

　"Hui, Aunt Huizi?" Mingxue turned around tremblingly.

When Huizi saw Mingxue wearing this, she covered her mouth in surprise, and then looked at her husband suspiciously.

"No, no, no one asked the child to dress like this." Watanabe Changgo waved his hands quickly.

Huizi chuckled, "Of course I know. Honey, you go down first. Leave this to Xiaoxue and me."

Watanabe Changwu breathed a sigh of relief and turned to go downstairs.

"Is there something wrong with my body?" Ming Xue checked herself with some confusion, and suddenly found that... her body was a little... hot.

But at that time, his mind was full of fighting and considering the role of spiritual weapons!

"Your outfit... attracts wolves." Huizi walked over and hugged Mingxue in her arms.

Chapter 169: White Silk Cheongsam Ice Cream

"Can I not wear it?"

In a room somewhere, Mingxue saw Aunt Huizi taking out a white cheongsam from somewhere and approaching him step by step. He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

Even though his nerves were somewhat dull, he could sense how Aunt Huizi was going to treat him.

"Come on, try it on." Huizi suddenly appeared and stretched out his hands to tie Mingxue up, "Let me see if it fits."

"No, please don't, Aunt Huizi, it doesn't suit me." Mingxue said with a blushing face, "I, I have such a flat chest, it doesn't suit me at all."

"Hey, guess if I examined your body when I measured your bust?" Huizi suddenly let go of her hand and touched Mingxue's head instead.

Mingxue was startled and stood there in shock, "Aunt Huizi, you..."

"Yeah, that's right." Huizi tilted her head happily and said, "Xiaoxue is actually a cute boy."

Mingxue's eyes lost their luster.

"Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone else." Huizi reached out and began to rub Mingxue's cheek.

Mingxue blushed as she broke free from Huizi's grasp, "Then why do you want me to wear a cheongsam?"

"Why don't you give me a hug for this rare cute boy?" Huizi picked up the white slit cheongsam again, "Come on!"

"Aunt Huizi, I'd better give up." Mingxue said tremblingly.

Huizi smiled and asked, "You even wear the Japanese JK style, why don't you try the elegant white cheongsam from China?"

"I, I have to wear clothes because I have no other choice, but this cheongsam..."

"This cheongsam is a spiritual weapon!"

"Huh?" Mingxue was surprised when she heard that.

Keiko smiled and said, "I originally wanted to make a kimono style, but I thought a cheongsam would also be suitable. It's perfect for a cute boy like you."

"Although, although it is a spiritual weapon, I have never heard of a boy wearing a cheongsam!" Ming Xue was in a dilemma at the moment.

The style of the clothes was difficult for him to describe, but Huizi said it was a spiritual weapon, which made him hesitate.

"This cheongsam can enhance the physical strength of the holder and make up for the lack of endurance. It is very suitable for spiritual weapon experts like you who have high burst and instant kill." Hui 腫★＃转§:９※'４８〖◇２４３３０５zi narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Mingxue heard this, she suddenly fell into hesitation.

This indeed made up for his shortcomings in combat.

"That... when I summon the Bow of the Other Shore, my clothes will also change." Ming Xue broke out in a cold sweat.

Huizi shook her head nonchalantly, "It's okay, you can put it on in advance, the miko costume won't cover the cheongsam."

"But Bi'an Gong will be unhappy." Ming Xue explained timidly.

"That's okay, it'll be fine if we don't use it. Wouldn't it have been fine if we just used the knife in your hand at the beginning?" Huizi hugged Mingxue gently.

Ming Xue's mouth twitched slightly, "Won't you give me some space to think about it?"

"There's a high chance we'll be attacked tonight, so I naturally hope you're safe." Huizi let go of her hand, looked at Mingxue and said, "Wear it when you fight."

Ming Xue blushed slightly, turned her head and looked aside, "Side effects... Forget it, what is the price of the contract?"

"The price of the contract? You have to have someone hold your waist once a week." Huizi said in confusion.

"Huh? Waist?" Mingxue blinked, "It shouldn't be a big deal if it's violated, right?"

"Well...if you don't want someone to hug you around the waist, the punishment is that your whole body will be limp and your mind will be fuzzy." Huizi tilted her head and thought.

The corners of Mingxue's mouth twitched slightly.

Well, now not only your legs are weak, but your whole body is weak too, right?

"How is it? Isn't the price small?" Huizi narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you want me to tell you about the side effects?"

"No need." Ming Xue shook her head. Because of her special physique, she didn't have to worry about any side effects.

Huizi waved the white cheongsam in front of Mingxue and said, "The contract terms are to wear it and say its name."

"Name?" Ming Xue asked.

"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix." Huizi covered her mouth and smiled: "How is it? My Chinese is good, right?"

Mingxue nodded slightly. He looked at the white cheongsam in front of him. There was a phoenix embroidered on the chest, and various auspicious birds and a series of peonies embroidered on the abdomen. And the most important thing was... the slit of the cheongsam seemed to be very high!

"Try it." Huizi said with a smile, "This is made of bird demon leather, and some feathers of the phoenix passed down from our ancestors have been melted in."

Ming Xue: ...

If I don't wear this, I'm not a human being, right?!

"I, I understand. I'll try it right away, but can I... I'm a boy?" Ming Xue took the cheongsam and covered the lower half of her face embarrassedly, revealing only a pair of flustered sea-blue eyes.

Huizi smiled and said, "No problem at all. ♀柒∨>熘∠熘［≤钐※∩⑷缌⑵Exchange⌒∥Flow group:∵:."

Mingxue heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that.

Huizi stood up and quietly retreated to the door, then stopped moving.

Mingxue was full of questions when she saw this.

"Change, Xiaoxue." Huizi smiled with her eyes narrowed.

Mingxue was silent for a while before asking, "Well, I'm a boy... Will it be inconvenient for Aunt Huizi?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's not like I haven't seen boys before. You're just a little kid. Change it. I'm worried that you can't wear it." Huizi smiled and waved her hand.

Mingxue was sure that the other party didn't want to leave, so she gritted her teeth and took off her pleated skirt and uniform, revealing her thin underwear and smooth, delicate skin.

"Yeah, the skin is nice, and I won't feel the friction when I hold the baby next time."

"The buttocks are indeed quite round. Is it possible that a boy can be delivered safely?"

"Your thighs are quite muscular. Next time you clamp your husband, be gentle. After all, we are both girls."

"Don't show your little feet to girls anymore. They are so white and tender, and they will eat them up completely."

"Are you really a boy?"

……

When Mingxue was changing into the cheongsam, Huizi was commenting on her from behind, which made Mingxue blush. After she finally put on the cheongsam, she found that the slit of the cheongsam was all the way to her waist!

"Well, it fits really well." Huizi saw Mingxue changed. The pure Japanese-style JK turned into an elegant girl in a white cheongsam. With the blush on her cheeks, she looked like a girl who had just experienced sex.

Mingxue pulled the hem of her cheongsam down, "There's a little bit of air leaking out on the sides, it's chilly."

Huizi touched Mingxue's head and took out a pair of black lace...safety pants from behind.

Jiu "Under the white clothes is sexy black, black and white match well."

linListening to Huizi's words, Mingxue's face changed slightly. Then she looked at the other's smiling face and immediately knew...she was in trouble.

Don't even think about stepping out of the door for half an hour.

8 "Aunt Huizi, let's be serious now, we are on guard!"

Four...

(2) "Hmm?"

⒐Saki Komine raised her head in surprise.

〇"What's wrong?" asked Masayoshi Kinoshita next to her.

Wu Xiaofeng Saki shook his head slightly, "I don't know, I always feel like someone is crying."

"Then don't worry about it. I guess Sister Huizi and Mingxue are discussing combat intelligence."

Masatomo Kinoshita pointed to the surveillance screen and said, "Someone appeared at the door."

Chapter 170: Fake ghost pretending to be black silk JK Mingxue [two in one]

"What's in the surveillance?"

Saki Komine followed Masayoshi Kinoshita to look at the surveillance camera and discovered that a woman in white was standing at the gate. Due to the angle of the camera, they could not see the woman's face clearly.

"Should we issue a broadcast warning?" Saki Komine swallowed. As an investigator, she intuitively felt that something was wrong with this woman, but her profession did not allow her to launch an attack immediately.

Kinoshita Masatomo nodded slightly. "It's a reasonable judgment. After all, our building is designed in the style of a police station. However, it would be a problem for us if someone came to our door at night. Let's broadcast a warning first."

Saki Komine nodded and turned to the microphone at the radio station.

At this moment, the woman in white in the surveillance screen suddenly raised her head and looked towards the camera. Her hollow and eerie eye sockets revealed a creepy horror.

Masayoshi Kinoshita immediately reached out and hung up the camera surveillance feed.

"Captain?" Saki Komine, who was about to shout, was stunned.

Kinoshita Masatomo stood up immediately and said, "Don't shout. Switch the channel immediately and notify everyone in the bureau that the enemy is coming..."

Before he could finish his words, the office they were in was plunged into darkness.

"Is there a power outage?" Saki Komine picked up her cell phone and used the light from the phone to illuminate the office.

Kinoshita Masatomo raised his glasses and said, "It's not a power outage, the enemy... is coming in."

Lobby.

"Who cut off the power while we're on night watch tonight?" Ming Haizhang, who was sitting in an office chair, stood up and shouted.

Kotaro next to him was tapping on the computer, checking the socket and power supply. After confirming that there was no power, he stood up and shouted, "Turn on the flashlight and keep in touch with the communicator."

"Woooooo~"

The next second after he finished speaking, a woman's crying sounded in the room. The crying sound was so horrifying, like the banshee in Western legends.

"What, what happened?" Ming Haizhang swallowed.

Hey!

There was a sound of footsteps from the second floor, followed by the voice of Masatomo Kinoshita.

"Everyone remain alert, turn off lights and communicators." 8

When everyone heard that it was Kinoshita Masatomo's voice, they all followed suit, and the security personnel of the combat team had already started turning off their communicators.

"Wait, you, are you Captain Masatomo Kinoshita?" Tsuruta Eclipse raised his cell phone light to the second floor with suspicion.

Although it sounded like Kinoshita Masatomo's voice, as colleagues for many years, there was a sense of fatigue that could not be hidden in his cold tone. In short, it was a bit weak.