Zhou Zhou looked at Oz, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "I am generous and generous, so I will temporarily forgive you for two days, Green-eyed Golden Retriever."

Wen Qing: "..."

Oz: "..."

Ozzy raised the corner of his mouth and said to Zhou Zhou, "I don't need your forgiveness, I don't have a manly baby face."

Wen Qing: "..."

Zhou Zhou blinked and smiled: "You don't understand, now a milk dog like me is popular."

Oz sneered: "Dogs are quite dogs."

Zhou Zhou nodded and continued: "The dog will show you, and the milk will be eaten gently."

Wen Qing: "..."

He lowered his eyes in silence, thinking, stop arguing, let's fight.

The next second, Wen Qing felt Oz's hand on his waist loosen.

Behind him, Oz took a step forward and stood between him and Zhou Zhou.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, are you really going to fight?

He pursed his lips and took a slow step back, trying to distance himself from the two of them.

Before their feet landed, Ozzy and Zhou Zhou looked over and stared straight at him.

Wen light footsteps.

Zhou Zhou smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about lightly?"

Wen said softly, "Are you guys going to fight?"

"Not for the time being," Zhou Zhou glanced at Oz and said to him, "I'm afraid I'll be lightly scared."

Wen Qing snorted dryly.

Zhou Zhou said the next sentence slowly: "After all, the green-eyed golden retriever is so ugly when it fights."

Wen Qing: ""

Oz: ""

Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Qing's legs.

The fingerprints on the side of the legs are not as red as before, and the slight red marks are particularly noticeable on the fair skin.

He asked, "Ozzy, do you have a skirt?"

"No," Oz looked at him indifferently, "why do I have a skirt?"

Zhou Zhou blinked and said indifferently, "Wear it lightly."

"Lightly legs are white and tender, you can't see them when you wear pants."

"It's still convenient to wear a skirt, you can reach in and touch it."

Hearing this, Oz tilted his head to look at Wen Qing. Although Zhou Zhou was mentally ill, he had to say that some things about Wen Qing were indeed correct.

Feeling the direct gaze of the two, Wen Qing pursed her lips and curled her toes.

Why did it come to him again out of nowhere?

He wanted to cry without tears and thought, why not keep arguing.

However, wearing a skirt is not so unacceptable compared to not wearing pants.

Wen Qing slowly raised her eyes and looked at Oz.

Oz closed his eyes halfway: "There are no skirts in the space."

Zhou Zhou sighed softly: "It's a pity, let's just wear normal clothes for light."

"Didn't you hide a lot of clothes that fit his size?"

Wen Qing glanced at Zhou Zhou vigilantly, why did Zhou Zhou suddenly dress him?

Oz responded, and the moment he raised his hand, there was an extra set of clothes in his hand.

He was about to hand it over to Wen Qing when Zhou Zhou picked up a corner of his clothes and said to Oz, "Change to white."

"It looks good in lightly white."

Ozzy glanced at Zhou Zhou coldly, without refuting, he took out a light blue sweater and white trousers.

Zhou Zhou stared at the trousers for a while, then asked, "Are there any shorts?"

"The kind of shorts that are wide and big and easy to touch."

Wen Qing: "..."

Oz: "...No."

"Okay," Zhou Zhou sighed again, handed the clothes to Wen Qing, and said with a smile, "I'll help you pick new ones when I pass the clothing store later."

"Let's wear this green-eyed golden hair monster's clothes first."

Wen Qing took the clothes and trousers, holding them without moving.

Zhou Zhou blinked and said with a smile, "Just change it in front of us."

"I want to see a light change of clothes."

Wen Qing knew that they would not allow herself to change clothes by herself, so she had already prepared herself mentally.

He put his clothes on the sofa, took two steps back, opened the distance from Zhou Zhou Oz, and put on his pants first.

Zhou Zhou didn't stop Wen Qing from standing farther away, but standing close, he couldn't see clearly.

Wen Qing moved quickly and couldn't wait to put on his pants.

But his every move was slowed down several times in the eyes of Zhou Zhou and Oz.

Zhou Zhou's eyebrows drooped slightly, watching Wen Qing lift his legs, and the part covered by the hem of the clothes was clearly exposed to the air.

The pure white underwear is very ordinary, the size is just right, and the rounded arc is clearly outlined.

Compared with the white of the cloth, the white of Wen Qing's skin is delicate and smooth, like suet jade, attracting their attention.

The legs were raised higher, and a faint pink color could be seen.

Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes and moved his throat slightly: "Gentle."

"Why are you wearing pants so astringent?"

Wen Qing put on her trousers, pursed her lips and said, "You lecherous person sees lewdness."

Zhou Zhou bent his lips, nodded with a smile, and said in agreement, "You're right, and you want to be the same as me."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, ignored him, and tugged at the shirt on her body.

The shirt is large and can be taken off directly.

Wen Qing lowered her head, without unbuttoning her, she took off her clothes and put on another fitted sweater.

Zhou Zhou whistled, walked up to Wen Qing, and tidied up the hem of his clothes: "Qing is so cute, it's all pink."

Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Zhou Zhou leaned over to him and asked, "Would you like to see me?"

"Mine is different from Gently."

Before Wen Qing could speak, Oz said blankly, "He doesn't want it."

Zhou Zhou tilted his head to look at him: "But I want to give it a light look."

Oz looked at the time and reminded coldly, "It's three o'clock."

Zhou Zhou sighed faintly: "Happy times are always so short."

Wen Qing looked up at them, not knowing what to do at three o'clock.

Zhou Zhou took Wen Qing's hand and turned to the door: "gently, let's go."

Wen Qing stood there, not daring to move forward, and asked nervously, "Where to?"

Zhou Zhou blinked: "Go find Ji Junfeng."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Zhou Zhou hooked his palm with his fingertips and explained, "I don't want to leave Qingyi here alone."

"It's better to stay with us."

No wonder he was dressed.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and if he went out, he would have a chance to escape.

Thinking, he took a step forward.

Zhou Zhou could see his thoughts at a glance, and while walking out, he said, "If you want to run away, remember to run farther away.

"If I get caught, I will lightly lock it in a cage, only I can see it, touch it, fuck it."

"I'm different from the green-eyed golden retriever, and I will definitely not let you be discovered by others."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and followed Zhou Zhou out.

Oz walked beside them, frowning at the hands they were holding.

Feeling the faint displeasure emanating from him, Zhou Zhou pressed down the elevator and said lightly, "The golden retriever has two hands."

He walked into the elevator, looked at the figure reflected in the elevator, and reminded: "Control yourself."

Oz tilted his head, looked at Wen Qing's trembling eyelashes, and said, "He doesn't like it."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she flexed her fingers. Did Ozzy have a conscience?

Zhou Zhou said slowly: "There are so many things that I don't like."

"He doesn't like me, he doesn't like you, he doesn't like here."

"Are you willing to let him go? Great love."

Oz pursed his lips: "I don't want to."

Zhou Zhou shrugged: "That's it."

"If you really don't want to force lightly," he said after a pause, then smiled, "then look at me."

Said, Zhou Zhou suddenly turned sideways, raised his hand and touched Wen Qing's face.

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide, and the next second, there was an extra finger on her lips.

Zhou Zhou stroked his lips, his fingers touching his lips slightly.

"Ugh" Wen Qing subconsciously pushed his fingers away with his tongue, but Zhou Zhou's fingers pressed the tip of his tongue instead.

He frowned, tilted his head and took a step back, avoiding Zhou Zhou's hand.

Zhou Zhou glanced at the elevator floor and did not continue to tease him.

He retracted his hand, looked at the wet and shiny water stains on his fingers, and rubbed his fingertips.

Zhou Zhou squinted his eyes, admiring Wen Qing's expression.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction and helplessness, which made people feel bullying.

He lowered his head and licked his fingertips, and said with a look of enjoyment, "I prefer to be forced to be gentle rather than to follow it."

"Don't you also like to look at the way you say no with slightly red eyes, but you make it more comfortable?"