For some reason, rabbit spirits got up half an hour earlier than before.

And last night, she didn't sleep well because she was full of unhappiness, and always felt that the most important person in her heart was snatched by the human named Ji Weiwei.

I actually remembered this again!

Wow, that's so angry!

The rabbit semen was still half lying on the bed covered with a quilt, leaning against the soft backrest on the wall, as if in a daze.

Suddenly, she stretched out her legs and kicked the quilt away. A piece of white and straight calves stretched out from the quilt. She swayed and kicked the quilt twice on the bed. She also closed her mouth tightly and made a very angry expression. Then she lifted the quilt up with a loud breeze to cover her head.

She quickly realized that this naive approach could not help her change anything, nor could she achieve anything, and she couldn't even vent her anger. So she turned over and curled up, paused for a moment, and then lie on the bed in a different position, making a whimpering sound.

The pillow was so soft that it made her face sink, as if it could wrap her entire head, two white and symmetrical thighs stretched out under the quilt, and the soles of her feet were as delicate as works of art.

"call!"

She suddenly turned over and sat down quickly, and decided that she would have to live a day and eat breakfast. If she slept on the bed for a day, she would not even see Anyang's face.

By the way!!

She remembered that the reason why she woke up so early today was not because today was a day to water flowers and plants?

"I'm so smart!"

The rabbit spirit showed a satisfied smile. She thought she had some ominous premonition. It turned out that she almost forgot about watering! I don’t know if the flowers and plants were looking forward to their arrival!

She quickly put on an extended T-shirt that was long and the middle of her thighs, and didn't wear anything else. She jumped out of the bed and put on a light foam-bottom flip-flop, touched the top of her head, had no ears, and ran out the door.

Her toes were small and exquisite, and the flip-flops made a slight sound on the corridor floor. She walked straight through the room where Huang Lan was and then stopped outside Xiaochan's door.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

She knocked on the door lightly and waited.

I have been up early for so long today, and that little fox shouldn't have woken up yet, right? I thought it was interesting. It was my turn to wake her up today, hahaha!

However... no one responded.

The rabbit spirit stood outside the door and was stunned for a moment, pressing his face to the door and listening to the movement inside.

She knew that the little fox would not answer them when they called the little fox. She was a mute gourd, pretending to be mute every day, but there was no movement in the room, the sound of washing, the sound of dressing, the footsteps of coming and opening the door... there was nothing!

“Um…”

The rabbit spirit showed disappointment, took two steps back, looked downstairs, but did not see the little fox.

She actually got up earlier than herself? And did she go to cook so early?

It's incredible!

The rabbit spirit glanced at Huang Lan's door on the other side again, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Forget it, the tigress has a terrible temper every morning when she wakes up. It's okay when she wakes up. If she sleeps in a daze and is half asleep and half awake, her little body is really not enough for her to swallow it in one bite!

She walked back to the room silently.

Come happily and return silently.

After washing up, she took a shower and went out with energy to water the flowers and plants.

And at this time, on the other side.

Huang Lan was still lying on Anyang, wearing a sports shorts and vest that showed her figure. Her hot and hot body was only separated from him by a quilt, and she turned her head and looked blankly at the little fox.

Anyang was also stunned: "Well, when did you buy this outfit?"

"Yesterday." Xiaochan lowered her head and said weakly.

Anyang suddenly realized it, and then fell into a deeper confusion: "Why do you think of buying this kind of clothes?"

"Watched on TV... on TV."

"You don't need to panic, it's actually pretty good." An Yang looked at Xiaochan, who was wearing a black and white dress and wrapped in white stockings on his legs, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Strictly speaking, this should not be considered a maid outfit, but anime surroundings, because the current maid outfit is quite different from the popular apron outfits in Britain in the late 19th century. It is like it was designed for the sake of interest or some special meaning. For example, the places that should be covered seem to be exposed a little bit, but only a little bit of the unsatisfactory area is exposed, which makes people feel itchy.

Unfortunately, she is too young.

Huang Lan was stunned and turned to Anyang: "Does this black and white dress have any meaning? It looks like a very ordinary civilian outfit, but the fabric is not bad."

"This, fellow Taoist Huang Lan, do you feel that you are lying straight on me and talking to me face to face? Is this a bit strange?"

"I didn't feel it."

"Then...well." Anyang paused and said, "This outfit should be called maid outfit, which is worn by foreign maids in modern times. However, most of the maid outfits that people are familiar with now come from Japanese acgn works, and many improvements have been made on traditional maid outfits to make them more beautiful."

"Why do you all know this, but I don't?" Huang Lan said in a daze.

Anyang said: "Maybe it's because you are usually addicted to games, but you don't like watching anime or something."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered that because Xiaochan was not so small, she usually bought two styles for clothes. One style is suitable for her when she was small, and the other style is suitable for her when she became the original body. Unless the style of the clothes is incompatible with the two sizes, she would only buy one large or small one.

Does this mean...

Anyang really wanted to see Xiaochan's slim look when she turned into a large-sized loli that seemed to have expired. I think the physique of the girl vixen also had a considerable bonus to the maid's outfit.

Suddenly, Huang Lan, who was lying on him, turned red and frowned and glared at him: "Don't move around!!"

Anyang: “…”

"It seems that you really like to lie on me, but you can't let me have a natural physiological reaction when you have a figure on me. Isn't it a bit difficult?" An Yang pulled the corner of his mouth to try to reason with the titskin. At the same time, he felt that the large part under her exercise vest was pressing her as if she was about to suffocate. Looking down at her head, she looked at her bloody scenery.

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't like to lie on you, Sister Xiaoqian will misunderstand!"

"But you're just lying on me."

"But I don't like it!"

"Then you go down."

"I...I'm teaching you a lesson!"

"Okay OK, you have the final say."

An Yang helplessly took out his phone from the pillow and opened it to watch the news. Fortunately, Huang Lan's body weight was not worth mentioning to him, but the temptation made him endure it very difficult.

Huang Lan stared at him with a tight body for a while, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief after finding that he had no reaction. As her body gradually relaxed, she lowered her head and shook her phone left and right, pressed her chin against his chest, and then gradually opened her limbs to trap him, staring at him with her eyes open.

Anyang had no choice but to say: "Why do I play with my phone when you are so close? It's inconvenient to operate. Why don't you become a cat?"

"Um?"

"I mean a cat, a little tiger."

"No!"

"..." An Yang sighed, and had to stretch his hand out of the quilt, stretch it out from her shoulder, and put the phone on top of her head and operate it, as if he was holding her.

Huang Lan suddenly shuddered: "Fellow Daoist Anyang!"

"Um?"

"...We are revolutionary comrades-in-arms and have a life-and-death friendship. And I am helping Sister Xiaoqian teach you a lesson in her fickleness and correct your shortcomings, so I will control you, so it shouldn't matter if we do this?"

"Um."

Who can't hold a cat in the morning and play with it for a while?

But what he didn't expect was that after getting his answer, the tigress nodded with confidence, and gradually narrowed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep on him and get a nap!

"Well?"

Xiaochan stood beside her, tilting her head to look at Huang Lan, pursing her lips and silently. Suddenly she turned around and walked out, and at the same time she whispered to Anyang in a timid manner: "I...I'll pour you a glass of warm water."

Brush it!

Huang Lan suddenly opened her eyes, her head shrank and she shrank out of Anyang's arms. She turned over and got out of the bed. She hurriedly didn't even wear slippers. She bent her legs and jumped forward slightly, and then landed lightly and silently in front of Xiaochan. She slowly turned around and stared at her, and said in a deep voice: "You little fox, you want to steal my job, but you don't even have any doors! I will go and fall!"

As she said that, as soon as she reached out, her two slippers flew over and were caught by her. Then she still kept her warning eyes and stared at Xiaochan, threw the slippers on the ground and put them on, then turned around and walked out the door.

Xiaochan stood there, without saying a word, just staring at her back as she was leaving.

No wonder there is the idiom "Fox is fake and tiger is powerful".

Turning around and walking back to the room, the black thick-soled leather shoes on her feet stepped on the wooden floor and made a sound of douduo. She put away Anyang's clothes on the hanger, opened the wardrobe and took out a pair of shorts and T-shirt from it, folded them in her hands, and stood by the bed and looked at Anyang silently.

Anyang was stunned.

OK! This little fox helped him choose all his outfits, but the problem is that although the pink polyester shorts look very sunny, he doesn't like them at all!

But seeing the little fox standing next to her professional appearance in a maid outfit, he really couldn't bear to undermine her enthusiasm. What if she didn't wear maid outfits in the future?

So he lifted the quilt, sat up and stretched out his hand, and Xiaochan handed the clothes to his hands.

Walk downstairs and start preparing breakfast.

When An You and Xiao Xueer walked downstairs, the breakfast was basically set on the table. When they saw Xiao Chan in maid outfit, they were both surprised, and then looked at Anyang with strange eyes.
Chapter completed!