Elf Fruit System

I chatted with Xianyu for a while, and about thirty or forty minutes passed.

A familiar voice came from the gate. It was Lian Miao and the others who had arrived.

Before he saw them, Xianyu heard Wang Dongming exclaim, "What a big venue! Xianyu is so lucky!"

Come on, this blessing is for you, okay? I also want to sleep until eight or nine in the morning like you!

Wang Dongming apparently didn't notice the faint resentment behind him. He still stood there, further stimulating Xianyu's young heart.

As if she was awakened by the sounds from the yard, the girl, wearing a white bathrobe, pushed open the window. Fortunately, the light-colored curtains concealed her graceful figure. The girl rubbed her eyes, tried to stretch her body, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

After washing up, she stood in front of the mirror and carefully examined her clothes: a white dress, a light grey vest, pink underwear, a brown sun hat, and a pair of flesh-colored stockings, one long and one short.

After choosing the clothes that satisfied her, the girl took the Poké Ball on the bedside and went downstairs.

As soon as she pushed open the door leading to the yard, she saw Xianyu's clumsy appearance. She changed her mind and smiled strangely. She sneaked behind Zhou Chuanxian, put her finger in front of her lips to remind others not to speak, and secretly knocked on Xianyu's head with her right hand.

"Xianyu, are you done running?"

Chuanxian was just about to see which blind guy dared to hit him on the head, but when he was about to say something, he suddenly changed his tone: "I must have finished running, I just came to see what brand of juice Pikachu drank."

"Really?" Zhang Qiqing walked out from behind Xianyu in disbelief. She gently patted Pikachu's forehead, and Pikachu's wagging tail suddenly stopped. It opened its eyes and looked up, and as soon as it saw the girl's face clearly, it couldn't wait to jump into her arms.

Damn Pikachu, you old pervert!

Zhang Qiqing stroked the fur on the yellow mouse's head and asked softly, "Has your master finished running, my dear Pikachu?"

"Pika, Pika--" Pikachu nodded and pointed at the empty glass.

"It seems that my salted fish didn't lie, but Pikachu said that you secretly drank its juice?"

Although the girl was smiling, there was no warmth in her smile. She used the fewest words to inflict the greatest harm on Xianyu, "I'd better return your game console to you later."

As she said this, she pinched Pikachu with both hands and started to ravage it. Now it was Pikachu's turn to feel uncomfortable. Seeing Pikachu pitifully shrinking his ears and enduring the mistress's teasing, Xianyu didn't know where he got the courage from, and snatched Pikachu away. Who knew that Pikachu would not show any mercy to Xianyu at all. The importance of one meal and one meal are different.

That being said, Pikachu still honestly stands on the side of the salted fish. Both of them have low family status...

Why do I say family status? Isn't it obvious?

Zhang Qiqing was stunned for a moment. She glanced coldly at Pikachu and its trainer without saying anything. But she didn't say anything either. She just decided in her heart that she had to reduce the amount of snacks for Pikachu at night. It was her fault for feeding Pikachu, but Pikachu didn't even let her touch it.

Now it really becomes the poor salted fish and the poor Pikachu.

Chen Fo shook his head helplessly. It seemed that the relationship between the two enemies would continue for a long time. He didn't know how they got to know each other in the first place.

"Ahem," Wu Lianmiao interrupted the slightly weird atmosphere. He turned to Zhang Qiqing and asked, "Um, Qiqing, you haven't told me what you are planning to do today? It's not another battle training, is it?"

"Not really," a nimble figure flashed past Wu Lianmiao's back. Zhang Qiqing felt much better when he saw her.

"Li Xinyu said she couldn't come because of something else. It seems everyone else also has something else to do. So everyone should be here now. Let me count..."

Shen Yueyue came to Zhang Qiqing with a small orange bag on her back, jumping and sparkling. She pinched her slightly heaving chest, which made the girl blush with embarrassment. She quickly put on a look as if she wanted to show off to Shen Yueyue, but Shen Yueyue didn't fall for it. She jumped and hid under a parasol beside her, smiling.

"Hey, Xiao Qingqing's touch is pretty good. It's a lot bigger than the last time we met."

Shen Yueyue deliberately put on a nostalgic look and touched her fingers, which made Zhang Qiqing blush. She rushed over in a few steps, grabbed Shen Yueyue's clothes and pinched her face with her fingers in revenge.

After some joking, Shen Yueyue gently pushed Zhang Qiqing away. She restrained her smile and released the little crocodile. She picked up the little crocodile and said, "Let's talk about business, the one we talked about last night."

"I'll talk to Auntie Yue about you when I get back. Just wait for me." The girl glared at Shen Yueyue indignantly, and then called the classmates who were standing there watching the show to the living room of her home, "Do you want anything to drink, juice or coffee?"

"juice."

"coffee."

“No Coke?”

"No, the Coke was drunk by Xianyu."