[Comprehensive] Favorability upup

When the unbearable Weitzman was dug out of the quilt, Qingliu had restrained all the expressions on his face, sat cross-legged on the bed, hugged the quilt and stared at this villain's dream guy.

"You've been sleeping for a whole day." Pretending not to see the redness in the corners of the girl's eyes that hadn't faded away, the Silver King folded his hands, and said to Qingliu in a persuasive manner like an elder, "If you sleep any more, you'll start to have a headache , and then my whole body will be sore.”

"Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!"

Qingliu covered her ears and began to turn a deaf ear.

"..." Weizman took the opportunity to tear off Qingliu's quilt.

Shocked, Qingliu felt that she was about to start a fuss: "...are you a devil!"

"Yes, you guessed it." Weizman was expressionless. He looked at Qingliu who was sitting on the bed and felt that he was just like a mother who was fighting against her bedridden daughter early in the morning. "Get up soon." .”

"I do not--"

Qingliu patted the bed, adjusted her posture and was ready to splash.

At this moment, Zong San Zuowen just pushed the door open and came in.He glanced coldly at Weitzman and Qingliu who were waiting in full battle in the room, and finally his eyes fell on Weitzman's face: "Someone is looking for you."

"Ah...Okay, I'll go right away." Weitzman dropped the quilt he was holding, "This guy will trouble you."

After speaking, he walked out quickly.

Under the unwavering gaze of Zong Sanzuo's words, Qingliu sat upright a little embarrassingly, and rubbed his fingertips to pull the coat piled up next to him: "I'll get up right away." Looking at the man who was gradually walking towards him Fu Sangshen, she smiled a little embarrassedly, "Please wait... eh?!"

Fu Sangshen had already taken the coat in her hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and helped her put it on.

Qingliu: "!!!"

"Wait for you—" she was manipulated into two sleeves like a puppet, and when the other party bent down and started to button her, Qingliu finally realized that she was about to run back subconsciously, "What is this?" !?"

- What the hell!

——Do card collection games still have this function? !

The slender and pale fingers froze for a moment, and then slowly buttoned the second button, Zong San Zuo Wenwen straightened up and looked at Qingliu quietly.

This is also the first time for Qingliu to seriously look at the other person's face, still at such a close distance.It can be said that Daojian Fusangshen is indeed exquisite and impeccable, with different-colored eyes, deep blue, clear green, and that slightly gloomy demeanor will only be pleasing to the eye with the blessing of appearance.

"Who is that outside?" After a pause, Qingliu asked.

"Onmyoji."

"...Eh?" Qing Liu was a little dazed.

She has already acquiesced that this is a world where technology is paramount. Although the sword of Darmos is a bit fantasy, based on the current understanding, it is certain that this is still a scientific world.Now suddenly tell her about an onmyoji?Another instant change of style...

Touching her chin and pondering for a while, Qingliu quickly buttoned up the remaining few buttons, jumped out of bed and prepared to rush out.

Before rushing out, the brain hesitated for a moment, turned her head slightly to glance at Zong San's left text, she still gritted her teeth and grabbed the other party's sleeve, and pulled him out together.

When Qingliu ran to the hall, the visitor had already left, and he could only see some black dots falling down quickly from a distance.Weitzman stood on the side of the ship with his head slightly lowered. The aura around him was a little stagnant. His long hair covered his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Have you already left?" Qingliu trotted to his side and asked in a low voice.

"...Well." When he raised his face, there was another smiling face, Weitzman let out a groan, and clapped his hands belatedly, "I forgot to let them stay alone. Asahina should be with Onmyoji Have something to say?"

"Ah, it's okay, and I don't really care about it." Qingliu scratched at her hair, and then looked out, at this time the little black spots on the horizon were basically invisible.She withdrew her gaze, landed on Weitzman, and asked with some doubts, "Speaking of which, who were those people just now..."

"It's the tribe of the King of Gold." Weitzman smiled, "I can live so well here, thanks to their regular deliveries of supplies."

"Jump off the ship after delivering it?" Qing Liu felt a little toothache.

"Yeah." Weitzman laughed, motioning Qingliu to go back, "I contacted the lieutenant before and brought you some clothes."

You can't let the kid wear his clothes all the time.

Just a little tired of the same shirts and coats these days, Qingliu Chaozongsan left a word to indicate, and happily followed Weitzman and walked inside.

Although Weizman only said that he wanted a few sets of women's clothing, the King of Gold didn't really send only a few sets.The subordinate who was ordered by the actual leader of the country tried his best to send several boxes of famous brands, all of the same size, together with shoes and various accessories, there are everything to wear all year round.

Weitzman was also a little shocked.

"...But there seems to be something wrong with this size." Qingliu turned over, and suddenly gestured to herself in confusion.

After a short pause, she silently unfolded another shirt, silently gestured at Weitzman.Then she puffed her cheeks and threw it into his arms: "What?" Qingliu held her face and sighed, "These are all your size."

Weitzman holding the clothes: "...???"

"Did you tell the King of Gold, who wants to wear it?" Qingliu felt that he had probably discovered a blind spot, "To be more precise, you told that person again, is there an extra person on your boat?"

Zong San Zuowen suddenly smiled subtly.

The Silver King, who wanted to refute, paused for a moment, and realized that he didn't seem to have said anything, but only said that he needed a few sets of women's clothing.

So did the lieutenant think... for some reason, the shirt in his hand suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and Weitzman held it, his hands trembling uncontrollably.He faced Shang Qingliu with a blank face, opened and closed his lips a few times, but couldn't utter a word.

"Do I look like someone who wants to wear women's clothing?" The Silver King slammed the clothes in his hand into the box.

"Who knows, after staying in one place for 70 years, you can't come up with any ideas." Qingliu said sarcastically, "Perhaps the King of Gold will only be thankful that you finally broke out."

Weitzman: "..."

Do not!I do not believe!

"Speaking of this, I think there is something more important than why the King of Gold thinks you want to wear women's clothing." Qingliu raised her hand with a smile, "Do you think the King of Gold is someone who will buy clothes by himself?" ?"

"……"of course not.

"Then the subordinate who went to help you buy clothes, what will he think when he learns that all the clothes he bought have been sent to the skyship?"

Weitzman: "..."

"Merlin bless you." Qingliu put on a sympathetic face.

Weizman felt that he didn't want to talk to her very much.

Fortunately, he looked through the clothes underneath again, and they were all girls' sizes.It seems that the upper layer is just a joke that the King of Gold popped up, and it really happened to scare the King of Silver.

"The lieutenant probably wants to know why there are girls on my airship." Weitzman looked a little dumbfounded.

"Two old men in their 90s still play this kind of guessing game." Qingliu felt that he probably needed to make complaints about it, "Are you devils?"

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago." Weitzman smiled, "Yes."

Qingliu: ...

Speechless.

"Spring is coming soon." Weitzman looked outside. Today's sky is exceptionally clear, and the air seems to be warming up. "I've passed another year."

"...So you want to land?" Qingliu asked him.

"Impossible." Weitzman put the shirt in Qingliu's hand, "Unless someone kicks him off, it's impossible."

"...Although I don't know the inside story, I always feel that you seem to have set up a very big flag." Qingliu looked at him blankly, imagining the scene where the other party was kicked off, "In the game, you will definitely be kicked. Kicked down." The girl who didn't know that she helped the other side insert the flag down patted the Silver King's shoulder in pain, "Stop talking nonsense from now on, or you will probably cry when you are really kicked down. It's too late to fight."

Weitzman just laughed.

That's why Weitzman didn't expect that one day in the future, he would actually be kicked out of his sky empire and lose all his memories as he said.

The King of Silver, who finally recalled everything, stayed in front of his only two clans for a moment, and laughed out loud, regardless of the occasion.And at that time, neither the swearing girl nor Fu Sangshen, who was standing not far away and staring at them indifferently, was no longer by his side, not since a long time ago.

That should be a pretty sad thing, right?

But at this time, Weitzman suddenly turned his head and looked at the girl for a while after laughing: "Do you want to go down?"

"what?"

Qingliu hadn't reacted yet.

"Go to the ground, how about being a lieutenant's clan?"