Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 449 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (15)

"What's the matter, what happened to her?"

Xie Zhinian appeared very quickly.

His figure fell quickly, jumped to the second floor with a single leap, staggered a bit, and quickly grabbed the handrail to stabilize himself.

The eldest sister who hangs clothes has gone back to her room.

He looked at Qian Qiu alone, just standing there looking at himself, like an abandoned little pet.

This sense of déjà vu is fleeting.

He reacted and asked again: "You...Are you okay?"

Qian Qiu glanced at Xie Zhinian's expression.

He was wearing wide white short sleeves, underpants with big flowers, and a pair of slippers.

On one side are pink women's slippers with high heels.

On the other side are flip flops.

Xie Zhinian's smooth and black hair has several dull hairs raised up straight.

He was still panting, and his smooth forehead was covered with fine sweat.

His lips parted slightly, panting and still a bit dazed.

It was noon.

Qianqiu suddenly rang, Xie Zhinian had the habit of taking a nap on weekdays.

He was probably half asleep and half awake, and rushed out the door without even having time to react.

Qianqiu just looked at him without saying a word.

Panting for breath, Xie Zhinian raised his slender, fair fingers to wipe off the sweat that had slipped down his chin.

"why do not you talk?"

His voice was hoarse, and he frowned and looked at the girl in front of him.

Xie Zhinian may not have realized how huge the contrast in his current image is.

Xie Chinian on weekdays.

When not moving, he looks like a pure and melancholy boy.

Or on the sports field, a refreshing sunny boy in a jersey.

nowadays.

He was standing at the stairs, his hair curled up, and he stared blankly at himself.

Paired with his outfit, the contrast is inexplicably cute.

Weirdly cute.

Qianqiu silently let the Glory, desperately taking pictures and screenshots as souvenirs.

Seeing that Qianqiu didn't answer, Xie Zhinian was a little worried.

He couldn't help lowering his voice even more, and said:

"Are you okay? Did I just scare you?"

It is not impossible to think about it.

He was so anxious just now that he rushed down directly.

Her heart is not good in the first place, if she is just fainted by fright...

Thinking of this, Xie Zhinian subconsciously took steps towards Qianqiu.

Just took a step.

Xie Zhinian suddenly felt something, and lowered his head abruptly.

The slippers on his feet...

at this moment.

Xie Zhinian, it seems that the network speed is not good and the machine is stuck.

Stand there, motionless.

……

When he was young, his mother had no time for him.

The clothes are all thrown away by others, and they are all colorful and casually put on him.

Therefore, he is always laughed at by other children, saying that he is a butterfly.

From then on, he cared most about his own image.

It has been kept clean and tidy for so many years.

But I didn't expect that I was woken up from a nap and rushed down in a panic...

His image was completely ruined.

The white short sleeves are okay, but there are still big flower pants underneath.

Xie Zhinian's neck is long and slender, and the undulating arc in the middle is the Adam's apple that accompanies puberty.

It's not obvious yet, the arc of sliding up and down has a hint of greenness and tension.

He moved his eyes away from the wrong slippers he was wearing, and saw the gaps in the concrete floor, and only felt that this was his real home.

He looked at the gap, his mind went blank.

Only a few large characters emerged, and they were still oversized, in bold bold font:
—Let me die.

(End of this chapter)