"How do I feel I was shot while lying down?" Ximenqing scratched his armpit, feeling helpless.

Followed her and walked back into the corridor, then canceled the invisibility talisman and walked back.

"Ah! Teacher Qinger!" Liang Xinyue naturally knew Ximen's love. Not to mention that her best friend lives with Ximen Qing. As a cartoonist, she must know something about the dance duo that became popular last year.

After all, she hasn't reached the level of contempt for sentient beings like not working.

In fact, she saw Ximen Qing last time at the concert, but because of being too nervous, she has never been able to talk to Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing is really beautiful, even as a girl, even if there is no problem with her sexual orientation, Liang Xinyue still feels that she is about to fall in love with her. [If it was her, it would be fine even if it was bent. 】

Qin Yuyao sighed when she saw that her best friend's saliva was about to flow out.

She knows that Sister Simon is beautiful, but if she wants to be so unbelievable, the most common phrase in her fan group is "It's really embarrassing to Jill, take your skirt off".

She pushed Liang Xinyue: "Hey, wake up, and honestly explain, when did your heart get dark?"

"What?" Liang Xinyue blinked, "Can you speak flower language? I don't understand."

"What are you pretending?" I would not be polite with my best friend Qin Yuyao, pinching a small pink fist in front of her, "See you, Muay Thai warning!"

Liang Xinyue behaved very wronged: "What's wrong with me? Xiao Yuyu, you have changed. You wouldn't have been so fierce to me before."

"Say I'm fierce?" Qin Yuyao rolled her eyes, "You have spent money on the Internet and hired someone to beat people up, and you are still installing white lotus flowers here? It seems that I have to teach you a lesson!"

Qin Yuyao stretched out her hands and showed the forty-eight hands of the professor Ximen Qing normally on her body, scratching Liang Xinyue panting and begging for mercy, and the **** fell on the ground.

"Oh~ ah~ don't... ah~... stop~ Xiao Yuyu... don't stop..."

Well, something strange seems to have gotten in.

Qin Yuyao scratched Liang Xinyue so much that Liang Xinyue was soaked in sweat before she stopped: "Frankly be lenient and resist strict, please be honest."

Liang Xinyue's eyes were covered with mist, and her breathless look made Ximen Qing's eyes shine brightly, what a seductive little lady.

"You, how did you know?" Liang Xinyue gasped, "Let's do it, now that it has been discovered, then, let's go in and talk about it."

So Liang Xinyue returned to the house with the garbage bag, Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao followed closely.

"This is your room," Ximenqing looked at it curiously, "Mom, why is there a sock on this?"

With sharp eyes, she saw a sock protruding from under the bed, like a hand struggling to reach out before being swallowed into the abyss.

"Ah!" Liang Xinyue hurriedly kicked her socks under the bed, "I live alone, so I'm not so particular."

Qin Yuyao complained about this: "I believe you are a ghost, don't make excuses for being lazy."

Ximen Qing walked to Liang Xinyue's workbench at this time: "Is this the cartoon you drew? The style is good? The painter is also very particular. If this is a hugely popular book for painting the harem, it is a good idea."

Qin Yuyao also took a look. She is now also a master painter, and she is the kind of open-ended painting. Even Yu Yibo is weaker than her when it comes to painting techniques alone. Naturally, I can see that my girlfriends are really good at painting, and the style of painting is also a type that is extremely popular with otaku.

"Why are you still not hot?" She was not so polite when she talked to Liang Xinyue.

Liang Xinyue pouted aggrievedly and said: "You stand up talking and don't hurt your back. How easy is it to draw cartoons? If I knew why I didn't become popular, wouldn't I be angry soon?"

"It's okay," Ximenqing comforted, "At that time, we will ask a professional editor to give you a look, and we will definitely find your problem."

Qin Yuyao immediately complained: "Sister Ximen, have you forgotten that the editor was just hired by her to punch a pair of panda eyes."

"Huh?" Liang Xinyue was taken aback, "Is the panda brother next door an editor?"

Brother Panda? Has a nickname so soon? Qin Yuyao didn't know what to say.

"It's more than an editor. He is the editor-in-chief of our young Manyou. He is extremely powerful. The entire publishing house must listen to him."

"Isn't he? He hangs like that?" Liang Xinyue opened her mouth wide, "I thought he was just a little white face who had no money to open a house."

Qin Yuyao sighed and said helplessly: "So how did your misunderstanding arise? Editor-in-chief doesn't seem to be a person who will have conflicts with neighbors?"

"Tsk, I'm angry when talking about this," Liang Xinyue complained. "You also know that drawing comics requires quietness. This apartment is a place far away from the hustle and bustle of the world that I have chosen so hard to find, since I moved to Here, my drawing efficiency has improved a lot, but that guy..."

"What's wrong with him?" Qin Yuyao asked curiously. Is it possible for Zhou Hong to step on two boats and want to soak in Liang Xinyue? But it's not right, the two of them are completely unfamiliar.

"He...he..." Liang Xinyue blushed, entangled whether to say it outright.

Before she could speak, she heard a special voice coming from next door.

...

Time went back ten minutes ago.

After Nita Hiromi took Zhou Hong into the house, she went to the refrigerator and took a few eggs and put them in an egg cooker to start cooking.

Then he took out the medicine box and treated Zhou Hong the wound on the back of his head.

"Hiss——" Zhou Hong accidentally hurt as a result.

"Oh, I'm sorry." As an islander, Nitta Hiromi subconsciously apologized.

Zhou Hong turned around and looked at her, which made her immediately lower her head.

"I think your medicine is useless." Zhou Hong said.

"Ah?" Hiromi Nita looked up and asked, "Why? I bought this medicine from a regular pharmacy~lightnovelpub.net~ As a result, Zhou Hong took the gauze and medicine bottle from her hand and put it aside: "I If it's useless, it's useless. Now I have to find the potion by myself. "

"Where are you going to find?" The innocent Hiromi Nitta hadn't realized what he meant.

Zhou Hong stretched out her hand, pinched her chin, and stroked her lower lip with his thumb: "I think there is water in it, is it a potion?"

"Ah!?" Hiromi Nita's eyes widened, "No, no, this is...uhhhhh..."

Then it was a matter of course.

...

The two of them didn't know. At this time, there were three women in the next room listening to their voices clearly.

"The soundproofing of this wall is too poor, and then he will come once a week. The ups and downs are endless all night," Liang Xinyue spreads out her hands, "Who can stand this? I didn't hire someone to blow his eggs. Kind enough."