"I'm leaving." Qiu Qian glanced at Zhou Xu, walked straight to the door, and put her hand directly on the door.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Xu immediately stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Qian looked at Zhou Xu, her hand was on the door handle, but she hadn't opened the door yet.

What's wrong?

Zhou Xu actually didn't know what was going on, he just subconsciously stopped Qiu Qian.

However, he still looked at Qiu Qian's clothes and said:

"Isn't what you're wearing a little cool?"

Qiu Qian lowered her eyebrows and looked at her short skirt and said:

"This makes it easier to do it, because our cultivation level is not that high, and it is very troublesome to have our hands and feet tied up."

Zhou Xu: "..."

"Can't wear it?" Qiu Qian asked when Zhou Xu didn't answer immediately.

Can I wear it?

Zhou Xu lowered his eyebrows and asked himself the same question in his mind. In theory, it can be worn.

But I wore too little.

Although he is the holy son of the devil, he grew up in an ordinary environment, received a normal education, and is conservative at heart.

Naturally, he has no objection at all when others dress like this, but if his fiancée dresses like this, even if he doesn't say anything verbally, he won't feel comfortable in his heart.

But is it too broad to say that it cannot be worn?

Snapped!

Just when he was about to say he couldn't wear it, the door suddenly closed.

At this time, Qiu Qian was no longer at the door.

"Oh my God, I definitely can't wear it. Can't you wait until I finish what I'm saying?"

As he spoke, Zhou Xu climbed over the sofa and planned to chase him out.

Just as he turned over the sofa, he stopped.

Because he saw a young girl squatting behind the sofa.

It's Qiu Qian.

At this time, Qiu Qian raised her head slightly, her eyelids dropped a little, and the corners of her mouth raised to reveal a successful smile.

"Ha~"
Chapter completed!