By the street, the sun is a little hot, but fortunately, the wind is very comfortable.
Shen Wanqing bit the straw and took a look at Fu She, who was carrying the bag of fruit. She asked Fu She, "Mr. Fu, are you hungry?"
Smelling the speech, Fu Shen shook his head lightly, "not very hungry."
He had something to eat in the morning. He had just eaten part of the baked cold noodles. With this cup of Mango Sago in his hand, he didn't feel any hunger at all.
There is a bench next to it. Shen Wanqing is also very tired. The bench is just under the big tree to enjoy the cool.
After the two sat down, Shen Wanqing took a sip of Mango Sago, looked ahead and suddenly said thoughtfully, "Mr. Fu... Like Cosplay?"
Shen Wanqing's words almost choked Fu Sheh. He coughed softly and looked a little unspeakable.
He turned his head gently and looked at Shen Wanqing, "do you... Recognize me?"
Fu she asked Shen Wanqing to pick the tip of her eyebrows. The girl turned her head, with beautiful and soft eyebrows and eyes with a burst of smile. Those clear brown eyes looked at him with flat side eyes, and there was a hint of smile in her pupils.
Shen Wanqing's palm supported her cheek. She looked at Fu Shen's face, bit the straw in front of her, and said vaguely: "it should be reasonable to recognize. After all, Mr. Fu's appearance should be a type that people can't forget at a glance."
"Mr. Fu... Do you like cos women's clothes?" the girl suddenly paused and looked at him thoughtfully.
Looking at Fu She, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but look at each other's slender legs.
She still remembers the light colored dress that young cos Ruiji wore when she was a child. Her long blond hair was noble and cold. Although the lake blue pupil was wearing a beautiful pupil, it was too beautiful.
At that time, the slender legs were half hidden under the skirt, smooth and white, straight and slender.
It really makes her feel inferior to this girl.
If Fu Sheh is really obsessed with women's clothes, she may be a little difficult to deal with... Not to mention that men's clothes are handsome and suffocating, even women's clothes are so beautiful. She's afraid that Fu Sheh won't like her if she stays for a long time.
Fu she was stunned when she heard Shen Wanqing's words. What, what?
When he looked at the other party and looked at his line of sight, the touch of meaning was profound. Fu she suddenly returned to his mind, and the milk tea in his hand was also held tightly involuntarily.
The youth's eyes under the clear lens are dark, deep and dark.
The cinnabar nevus at the end of the eye is bright red and cold. It is not as seductive as the tear nevus, but it has a unique temptation.
Fu Shen pursed his lips and frowned slightly.
He was a little helpless and said, "I don't like COS and women's clothes. Last time I wore them like that, I was only calculated to lose, so I couldn't wear them."
... so he's not a pervert who likes to wear women's clothes.
Did she always think that he liked to wear women's clothes, so she was so close to herself, eating and chatting together?
It's taking him for a girl, isn't it?
Thinking about it, Fu Sheh couldn't help dropping his long eyelashes. His eyes under the thick long eyelashes were dark and nervous with the unknown emotion.
"Oh, it's because of this ~" the girl opposite didn't notice his uneasiness and tension, but she suddenly realized what he said.
Fu she slowly lifted his eyes, and his long eyelashes hung slightly, covering half of his fragmented eyes.