"You pervert! Do you want to take away their underwear as well? "
Ling fiercely roared in fangran's mind, standing on the moral commanding point, she despised Fang Ran's women's clothing.
"Oh, oh
Fang ran answers in a hurry and plans to put down Xia Yao's clothes, but before he lets go, he suddenly realizes a question from Yan Jun.
Do it!
Put it down like this, what is he wearing!
"Are you stupid! Even the shape has changed, you can't change clothes!? Sure enough, you are still a dead pervert
Ling's silent roar resounded through Fang Ran's mind.
Fang ran was full of tears. Yes, I even changed my appearance. Why can't a piece of clothes come out!
He sighs in his heart, then he throws down Xia Yao's sexy black silk suspender underwear and closes his eyes to avoid seeing what he shouldn't see...
"eh? Why don't you wear... "
Xia Yao looks at the silver haired girl in front of her strangely. Before she finishes her words, she sees the scene that makes her breath stop for a moment.
The golden rectangular light dissipated in the hands of the silver haired girl called "square". Then a circular cyclone rolled up under her feet, like a gust of wind, wrapped her body. After the wind whirled away, her clothes appeared on her.
It's the same as your clothes.
Xia Yao opened his mouth slightly. He was startled for a moment. He blinked his eyes and looked at this scene.
Then she heard the girl in front of her sighed slightly:
"it's not a skirt..."
"you..."
looking at her, Xia Yao felt that she didn't know what to say for a while.
"Er..."
then she saw the silver haired girl scratching her hair at will, which seemed to be troubled and relieved. Looking at her, she didn't seem to know how to explain it and said:
"well, don't be surprised, you should be a dream."
"Dream..."
Xia Yao mumbles to himself in disbelief, looks a little dull, and then as if thinking of something, tightly pursed his lips, some shaking back a step.
"Let's go, I'll clear her memory of tonight, and I'll settle with you when I get home!"
Ling's voice rang out in Fang Ran's mind. Fang Ran's face suddenly became bitter. Then he opened the door and was ready to leave. But when he turned his head carelessly.
However, Xia Yao has been looking at herself, with an inexplicable feeling in her eyes, which seems to be...
longing.
Then he stopped, turned his head, sighed and said:
"you can achieve a wish, but it's a very small one."
Hearing this, Ling immediately frowned and asked in his mind:
"what are you going to do again?"
But when Xia Yao heard this, her eyes immediately burst out with a magnificent look. She hesitated to take a step. Even she felt that the scene at the moment was so absurd and unreal.
But something in her heart made her open her mouth with a trace of unrealistic fantasy.
It's like a girl making a wish to an unknown witch.
"Well, square, you can...
speaking of this with trembling voice, Xia Yao feels that it's like a fairy tale at this moment. She's just practicing dancing as usual today. Why did she suddenly become like this.
Even she herself felt impossible, reluctantly smile and said the words that felt extremely absurd.
"Let me see my mother again?"
Finish saying, Xia Yao tall figure inexplicably some desolate, tightly clench hands.
Is this a dream?
Am I dreaming?
Xia Yao's eyes with a touch of heartache hope, staring at the girl with silver hair in front of her.
Well, after all, she didn't remember.
"Even if it's a very small range."
Fang ran drew out the shadow card and the magic card, and then used magic. The two cards got out of the card and watched the magic take effect. He went out and closed the door gently.
Only left Xia Yao standing in place.
All of a sudden, she felt someone behind her. She turned around trembling with expectation, for fear that her hope would fail.
The people behind them are the same as they were ten years ago.
Sour up, tears, memories, grievances, there is, reluctant to give up.
Together with the pan on Xia Yao's heart, she cried like a child, want to embrace that now she can only see in the photos of the woman.
The woman who washed and cooked for her, combed her hair and washed her face, and took her into the dance room.
He called out the word that was very familiar but had not been spoken for ten years.
"Mom
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