Chen Che took a closer look at Wen Xiaoxin's black stockings and shook his head.

"Isn't it good?" Wen Xiaoxin asked nervously, "Has anyone entered the room?"

"No one. How much does it cost to buy your stockings?" Chen Che asked.

"53 ones." She replied.

No wonder, it doesn't look that bright, has no texture, and is of medium price. Generally speaking, imported stockings cost 200 to 300 yuan per one to look good.

Like the last time I was in Shuangdong County, because of the existence of the [Consumption Rebate Card], the dozens of stockings I bought for Bai Qian were each worth more than one thousand yuan. The effect of wearing them on was indeed different from this kind of fifty or sixty yuan.

"Go back and play games. If you cooperate well, I'll buy you some more high-end ones tomorrow?" Chen Che said.

"How high-end?" Wen Xiaoxin asked quite interested.

"At least, it is higher than your 53 yuan per item, or 3400 yuan. It depends on your performance. You may also consider the 5600 yuan per item. If you are in a good mood, it is not impossible to give you twenty or 30 yuan in one breath." Chen Che said.

Wen Xiaoxin was happy when she heard this, but she still had to remain calm in her face. She knew that Chen Che was not ordinary money, and it was not a joke to spend thousands of yuan to buy her some high-end stockings.

But she didn't know how Chen Che said "good performance"?

How to show it?

The two of them had never slept, held hands, hugged, and kissed them. Wen Xiaoxin recalled carefully that at most, she gave him the same one in the room in the hotel in Lili Ancient Town that day. To be honest, when she recalled now, she was still very surprised, completely different from her boyfriend Cheng Han’s.

"What should I do now?" Wen Xiaoxin thought to herself, would I want to take a walk in the evening in Frankfurt? After all, the plane has just landed, and the exotic scenery and streets here have not yet been carefully viewed.

She said, "Are we going to take a walk?"

"Okay, walk around here." Chen Che said.

Wen Xiaoxin leaned against Shen Che, trying to grab his arm, but she was embarrassed. First, she had no reputation, after all, she was her best friend's boyfriend. Second, it seemed that Chen Che didn't like her either, so why bother to make things boring?

She walked beside Shen Che and told Chen Che one by one the history and interesting things she knew about this ancient European city.

She saw Chen Che asking passers-by for directions, her calm look, smooth speech speed, and natural expressions all showed her profound attainments in the local language, which not only shocked Wen Xiaoxin, who was watching on the side, but also seemed to be shocked even the local German girl asked.

Taking advantage of this time, Wen Xiaoxin took out a small mirror and looked at herself from top to bottom. She felt that her appearance would definitely give people a cute first feeling, and then her face was delicate, her facial features were three-dimensional, and she had no flaws. The best thing was her nose and mouth, her nose was very straight, her nose was delicate, and she had a smile on her lips.

Chen Che always said that her "wave" should be a matter of her eyes. Her eyes are not as simple as Min Ting and Su Ming, and she has a bit of a "desire" temperament. But in fact, her facial features are a cute type. The mixture of the two temperaments forms her unique temperament of Wen Xiaoxin.

To put it nicely, it can be even sweet.

In terms of figure, since her height is limited to 165 cm, her legs are definitely not as long as Min Ting, but her proportions are not bad. Just look at it alone, she also has long legs. Her figure is abrupt and orderly, much better than the local girl who is talking and laughing with Shen Che now.

Wen Xiaoxin was angry when she saw Chen Che talking and laughing. She just felt that Chen Che had objections to her and always looked at her indirectly.

In fact, her figure and appearance are better than that of that German girl. I haven't seen Chen Che talk and laugh like that.

It can only be attributed to...Who made Min Ting so good? She naturally has no glory when standing next to such a nine-headed beauty all day long. Moreover, from her perspective as a woman, Min Ting looks a bit pure, but in fact she is SAO in her bones. She can't learn this.

She stood aside and waited. After Chen Che finished chatting with the German girl, she added something to each other. Shuangfei waved goodbye and walked over and said, "I'm so happy to chat?"

Chen Che didn't go back to her, so he went to the roadside coffee shop. After a while, he walked out and brought two drinks and handed her a cup.

Chen Che said: "It's so early to close the store here. I'm the last drink before closing."

Wen Xiaoxin said: "Yes, they are not lively at all. The shops will close at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and there are no people on the streets. People who are used to the nightlife in China must be very uncomfortable coming here. It is too quiet everywhere."

It was indeed very quiet. The car had no whistle, no sound, no crowds, only the leaves in the evening breeze were whispering.

The two stood on the street, drinking the local Prodomo coffee. The entrance was very warm, very soft, very smooth, and had a strong fragrance.

Chen Che was holding his mobile phone, turning on the live broadcast, facing the streets. Although no one watched it, due to the requirements of the game system, he had to hang up and broadcast live. He could not put his mobile phone in his pocket. He could only act and say a few words casually.

"This is Frankfurt, at 7:15 pm local time. It's February 17, 2016, and the temperature here is around zero or fifth degrees."

"There are not many people on the street and there are not many cars, and the shops are about to close."

“It’s very quiet everywhere. Are there any fun places that I recommend?”

"Do you want to see the beauty of black stockings? There is one next to me."

Chen Che pointed the camera at Wen Xiaoxin, and she lowered her head and picked up the coffee to cover her face.

Under the camera, her British-style coat and long black stockings appeared. A trace of evening breeze blew up her hair. She covered her face with a shy smile with a coffee cup.

The background is a quiet night in Frankfurt that is about to come to an end.

Chen Che suddenly asked, "Hey, I was curious, how many times have you ever been in love?"

She didn't make a sound, but just stretched out a finger.

"How many boyfriends have you ever had?" Chen Che asked again.

She still didn't make a sound, she still had a finger.

"Only that old iron himself?" Chen Che asked.

Wen Xiaoxin nodded and said, "Don't pat my face, why don't you listen?"

"I didn't pat, I'm patting my legs." Chen Che said to her legs.

At this time, the room showed "Welcome Tuesday Bamboo" and came to this live broadcast room.

"Ugly!"

After leaving two words behind, the old man from Tuesday's pancake left the live broadcast room.

Chen Che felt that people are so angry now that they don’t even see their faces, and they just scold them for being ugly…

Chen Che said: "Look, someone came in and commented on you."

"What did he say?" Wen Xiaoxin came over with a coffee cup and saw the word "ugly" in the comment section.

"Fuck, he's ugly. I'm the one he can't lick in his whole life. He's joking—" Wen Xiaoxin cursed a few times before she realized that she felt she was out of control.

Chen Che was dumbfounded. Wen Xiaoxin was also amazing and had a good way of swearing. This is a bit like Min Ting. No wonder the two of them were able to play with each other. They were good friends. I don’t know if they were attracted to each other or if they had been together for a long time.

Wen Xiaoxin's face turned pale when she was angry. She tidied her hair and asked angrily: "Am I ugly?"

She was angry at first, but she met someone who said she was ugly in front of Shen Che. It was not her fault for being angry.

Chen Che comforted, "Don't be excited. That old man didn't see you showing his face. He was so upset that he sprayed him. He deliberately provoked him. Don't you understand? You said you are ugly just to see your face."

"Then, you haven't answered yet?" Wen Xiaoxin looked at Chen Che and asked.

"I'm live broadcasting, aren't you afraid that your voice will be heard by your Cheng Laotie?"

"Then you turn off the live broadcast." Wen Xiaoxin said.

Chen Che also wanted to turn it off, but the information given by the game system is that once it starts broadcasting, it will take 8 hours to calculate it. The broadcasting in the middle does not count, and the reason why the mobile phone has no power is not a reason.

Chen Che was not off the broadcast, and the two stood on the street for a while and circled around the Radisson Hotel. Chen Che occasionally took pictures of the beautiful woman's black stockings and beautiful legs. In addition to the first irritable brother, several viewers entered the room later and all posted friendly barrage:

"This black ribbon feel is so SAO!"

"What a waste, a little splash!"

“******”

“￥%@*…”

In order to prevent Wen Xiaoxin from getting angry when she saw these friendly barrage, Chen Che cleared all the messages.

From an aesthetic perspective, from the perspective of a boyfriend, photographing Wen Xiaoxin's side face and figure on the side is also the top beauty of passers-by. She also expressed her understanding of the restless emotions on the barrage.

When Chen Che returned to the room, he didn't waste time, so he told Wen Xiaoxin to play the game of thugs.

The lens is aimed at the coffee table in the living room.

The crackling sound of thugs on the side and the delicate and painful cry of Wen Xiaoxin attracted several viewers.

Wen Xiaoxin's hands were tender after all, and she couldn't stand it after a few strokes.

Chen Che hoped to use the temptation of buying and buying these two days, so that she could grit her teeth and persevere.

In order to avoid being mistakenly sealed by the room management, Chen Che pointed the camera at Wen Xiaoxin's legs in order to prove his innocence, proving that the two were not indecent.

However, Chen Che found that Wen Xiaoxin's face was getting rosy.

Wen Xiaoxin knew that the camera was facing her legs and felt the hot pain in her palms. The strange emotions surged in her body, like a tide washed away by the shore, wave after wave, making her unable to control herself.
Chapter completed!