Star Railway: Lumen

The two of them were very happy.

Jingliu and Baiheng not only satisfied their own interests, but also satisfied the interests of Yingxing and Yuanming.

After all, Yuanming and Yingxing were not the only couples who liked to hang out.

"My wife, this one."

"This... reveals a lot."

"I know, wear it at home."

"Yuanming!"

Jingliu's face flushed, and he looked around a little embarrassedly, then turned and went into the fitting room.

After a while, Yuanming's jade sign sounded Jingliu's exclusive reminder tone.

[My dear wife sent a message! ]

Yuanming raised his eyebrows and picked up the jade sign.

[Yuanming's wife: (Picture)

Yuanming's wife: OK... OK? 】

Yuanming clicked on the photo.

Jingliu was wearing a pink and white off-shoulder dress.

The upper shoulder was exposed, and the lower leg was exposed.

The originally cold white skin was faintly pink because of shyness.

The slender legs were tightly crossed because of nervousness and shyness.

Jingliu's face was full of shame, and he didn't dare to take a picture of his face.

In Luofu Jingliu had to wear a long cloak when going out to cover the upper body tightly.

And at least she had some clothes above her chest, okay?

Now there is nothing left!

There is such a big piece exposed...

【Jingliu's husband: I am licking the screen, please don't disturb me.

Yuanming's wife: Don't bother me... Then I will come out after I change.

Jingliu's husband: OK. 】

Jingliu quickly changed back into his original clothes and walked out. He took a deep breath and handed the clothes that had been hung up to Yuanming: "...you want..."

"Don't ask, A Liu."

Yuanming chuckled: "I'll take it back."

Jingliu nodded.

It's harmless to let her husband wear it at home.

But Jingliu doubted how long this dress could remain intact in front of Yuanming.

"It looks good, so good."

"Is it that serious..."

The voices of Yingxing and Baiheng came over.

Baiheng was in the fitting room. Yingxing lifted the curtain of the fitting room and poked his head in.

Yuanming patted Yingxing on the back: "Yingxing, can you stop being a pervert? It's easy to be misunderstood."

"I'm admiring my wife's beautiful figure that can't be shown to others. What do you know."

Yingxing's voice came from the other side of the curtain.

Then Ying Xing's big head was pushed out by Bai Heng.

Ying Xing rubbed his face: "I just looked for a while."

"You didn't stick your head into the fitting room."

Yuanming hugged his arms: "A Liu took pictures of me."

"Hehe..."

Ying Xing looked at Jing Liu: "What clothes did he choose for you?"

"Guess."

Jing Liu chuckled.

"I'm not curious yet."

Ying Xing curled his lips and turned to look at the side: "Jing Yuan, come here."

"Huh?"

Jing Yuan blinked.

"This dress was ordered by your master more than 800 years ago, right?"

"That one has been broken for a long time... I made this one in the same style."

Jing Yuan shrugged: "But it's almost the same."

"You've been wearing the same clothes for 800 years. Come, let's choose a casual outfit for you."

Ying Xing raised his hand and put it on Jing Yuan's shoulder: "Why is this kid so tall now..."

Jing Yuan is almost 1.9 meters tall now, taller than Yuan Ming.

"Because I'm wearing a boot with a thick sole."

Jing Yuan shrugged.

Just like Jing Liu's boots, she looks more than 1.7 meters tall when she wears those high-heeled boots.

"Choose a casual one."

Ying Xing patted Jing Yuan on the back: "Or do you want to wait for Ah Heng to come out and choose for you?"

"...Choose now."

Jing Yuan's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand and pointed at a black T-shirt not far away: "I think that one is good."

"I don't think that one is very good."

Jing Liu shook his head, pulled Yuan Ming, turned around and called Jing Yuan: "Come here."

Jing Yuan followed.

"Try this one."

Jing Liu handed a white windbreaker to Jing Yuan.

"Master... this one is too small."

Jing Yuan compared it.

"... because the clothes you are wearing now are too wide."

"This clothes is close-fitting, Master, except for these armors."

Jing Yuan was helpless: "This is all the result of my training, okay?"

"..."

Yuan Ming pinched Jing Liu's fingers: "This one is indeed a little small for him."

"If you don't believe me, I'll try it on for you to see, anyway, I

The inner one is close fitting. "

Jing Yuan took off the armor, picked up the windbreaker and put it on.

The arms and shoulders were almost bulging out.

It looked very weird.

"...Look."

Jing Yuan curled his lips at Jing Liu, revealing an expression of "Look, I'm right, aren't I?"

Jing Liu:...

She originally thought that only short-lived species grew fast, but now it seems that all men grow fast.

Jing Liu turned his head to look at Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming has always been like this... ah, yes, her husband is a star god.

"Change to a large size."

Yuan Ming handed the large size to Jing Yuan.

Jing Yuan took it and put it on.

"Well, it looks much better this way."

Jing Liu nodded: "Find time to tidy up your hair."

"Master..."

Jing Yuan was helpless.

"Sit aside. "

Yuanming patted him, dragged him to sit in front of the mirror next to him, and raised his hand to remove the rubber band that tied his hair.

The long hair drooped down, and Yuanming looked at it carefully: "What do you think you look like now?"

"Like a decadent uncle who is frustrated and frustrated in love and work."

"You know it yourself but you don't change it."

"But Master, don't you think this is quite like an artistic master?"

"What the hell."

Yuanming raised his hand and patted Jingyuan on the head: "Be honest and don't move."

"How about braiding him?"

The discussion between Jingliu and Yuanming came from behind.

"I remember that you two were discussing the issue of braids eight hundred years ago."

Jingyuan said helplessly.

"Yes, I can't, but your master can."

Yuanming chuckled: "Now your master has decided to use you as an experimental subject."

"I don't want to. "

Jing Yuan's mouth twitched: "Master, please show some mercy."

"No problem."

Jing Liu's voice with a smile came from behind, and Jing Yuan felt his hair being pulled up.

Even the side that covered his eyes was lifted up.

"Why do you always cover your eyes?"

Jing Liu asked.

"This is a trend, Master, you don't understand, right?"

"I really don't understand."

Jing Liu sighed: "After more than 800 years, how can this thing become a trend?"

Back then, those people wanted to dress up their whole body to look a hundred times more energetic, without even leaving a single hair.

That is, Bai Heng is always unkempt.

"This is called... uh... a sense of decadence."

Jing Yuan snorted twice: "And with hair covering the eyes like this, you can occasionally be in a daze, and no one will notice. I'm still considering whether to leave the hair on this side and cover both eyes completely."

"Be a blind general? ”

“No, no, no, in this way, I can sleep soundly in Shen Ce Mansion without being woken up by Qing Zhu.”

“Jing Yuan, can you have a higher pursuit?”

“Yes, I want to be a marshal.”

“…Really?”

“Not true.”

Jing Yuan chuckled: “I don’t have such ambitions, and being a marshal is too tiring.”

“Always afraid of being tired, from childhood to adulthood.”

Jing Liu’s voice was full of laughter.

“I still do my duty to make Luofu good, okay?”

Jing Yuan curled his lips: “Think about it, my previous goal was to be taller than Master, then taller than Ying Xing and Master, and now I am taller than all of you.”

“Electric poles are taller than me, but it’s useless.”

Yuan Ming leaned aside and smiled softly.

“Master… I now know who Master learned this mouth from. ”

“Is your master so good, or do you want him to be as cold-faced as he was when you were a kid?”

Yuanming raised his eyebrows.

“…Master is good in any way.”

Jingliu laughed twice and rubbed his head: “You are smart.”

“That’s right, I have been smart since I was a kid.”

Jingyuan nodded.

“Don’t move.”

His body stiffened.

“Like this…like this…”

“A Liu, do you want to put a bun on him?”

“Well…that’s fine.”

“That’s not okay.”

Jingyuan raised his hand: “I still have to maintain the majestic image of the closed-eyes God Strategy General.”

Speaking of his title, Jingyuan seemed to have found a point of rebuttal: “Look, both of you, my current title is the closed-eyes God Strategy General, which shows that closing my eyes is a fixed concept of me in the world, and it’s not easy for me to change it immediately, right?”

“Are you sure you are thinking when you close your eyes, not sleeping? ”

“I’m sure, absolutely sure.”

“Really?”

Jingliu didn’t make too many changes to Jingyuan’s hairstyle, but just pushed the hair that was originally covering his face back and smoothed the messy hair.

Flat.

Although he often stays up late without rest, Jing Yuan's hair volume is still amazing.

Even if the sideburns on both sides are pulled back, the scalp is not exposed.

"Look, you really want to be a white-haired lion."

Yuan Ming hugged his arms and looked at Jing Yuan's hair: "Just like the two pets you raised before."

"... Master, why don't you even keep this secret for me?"

"Keep what?"

Jing Liu looked innocent: "I don't know, I didn't say anything."

"Don't come on."

Jing Yuan now sees through it. His master was completely brainwashed by his master's master. He has almost become a different person.

"Ah Liu, this is fine."

Yuan Ming nodded: "At least it doesn't look so messy anymore."

"Let's do it this way for the next few days, and change it back when we get back to Luofu."

Jing Liu chuckled, and was satisfied no matter how he looked at it: "A man should be neat and tidy, that's what makes him handsome."

"Master, that's an old-fashioned stereotype..."

"Hmm?"

The red eyes swept over.

"...No...Nothing."

Cowardly? What cowardly?

He is the Emperor Bow Seven Days General, the hunting envoy, the closed-eyes General of the Divine Strategy, can this be called cowardly?

This is called reasonable submission to avoid risks.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Jing Yuan's face was dark, listening to the deafening laughter in his ears.

"Isn't this beautiful?"

Jing Liu frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"Yes, it's so beautiful."

Ying Xing nodded and turned to look at Ah Ha.

"Looks good... looks good... hahahaha..."

Aha couldn't stop laughing.

"Such a big white lion, now its hair has been shaved bald... hahahaha..."

She laughed while stretching out her hand to gesture.

Jingyuan's face turned darker.

"Hahahaha... what old man's aesthetics... Yuanming, you didn't do it... you are really an old man!"

Aha pointed at Yuanming and laughed.

"Hahaha!"

This was Yingxing's laugh.

He looked at Jingliu, showing his teeth, and laughed with gloating.

Both the master and the apprentice had dark faces.