mousepad-d2 Chapter 102 Clothes
Chapter 102 Clothes
"Captain, can you stop laughing?" Aizan's vice-captain's voice was very helpless.
"No...hahahaha, no way." Captain Hirako's Kansai accent was out of breath, sounding very happy.
Lan Ran's vice-captain Fue let out a silent sigh, and was 24/[-] concerned about his captain's severe water shortage throat: "You have been laughing since the [-]th district, don't you need some water?"
Captain Pingzi's intermittent laughter stopped abruptly, and even a hiccup-like sound rolled out of his throat because the stop was too abrupt, followed by a more magnificent and unprecedented wild laughter than ever before.
"Hahahaha..." The blond-haired captain, who was laughing so hard that he beat his chest exaggeratedly, covered the corners of his eyes that were about to drip with one hand, and turned his head to suppress the vibration deep in his chest in pain, "... 惣... Yousuke, haha, Ah, if Soyousuke is willing...willing to dress like this...hahahaha...if you meet people..."
Maintaining the == expression, the annoyance of being forced to wear the surprise carefully prepared by the captain of the incongruous team has long been exhausted during the long journey, and the vice-captain Aizen, who was speechless except for helplessness, lowered his head and looked at the chest. The workmanship is exquisite and the patterns are fancy, no matter how you look at it, it is not suitable for the cloth to be worn on your body. Even with the law-abiding, upright and pure character that the vice-captain of Lan Ran should have, he can't help but have the dark idea of being a gentleman on the beam.
You may be wondering, what kind of costume did Captain Pingzi prepare this time? Breaking through the upper limit of hell and breaking through the sky, the basic morals are basically cleared, which can make these two polar opposites, gentle and pure, like the vice-captain Aizen, and shameless like the future villain BOSS? At the same time, the template came to the conclusion that it is better to be a thief than to be ashamed.
The answer, of course, is... womenswear.
Captain Pingzi stuffed a woman's dress as soft as the breeze and as thin as cicada's wings in the wine bottle, a light and soft cheongsam that was said to best reflect the beauty of oriental women's curves, and a light and soft cheongsam with high slits until the crotch without revealing the chest At the back, it was backless, a cheongsam that was embroidered with the enchanting figure of the other shore flower with black and gold thread.
However, when a cheongsam is gorgeous and almost enchanting, only a coquettish woman with the same style can wear the most appropriate and scorching cheongsam. The possibility of gender being irrelevant is not comparable to the rough and ferocious Baye who is still enjoying the pleasure of fighting on the verge of life and death in Zaraki District, but he is still worthy in terms of height, weight, measurements and even facial features. The above is the classic male template of Aizen's vice-captain, the effect is undoubtedly full of contradictory and intense sense of disobedience, as well as the indescribable and indescribable sense of perversion caused by the overly obvious disobedience.
And this kind of stimulus reaction that is too direct and unreserved has always been advanced in aesthetics, but has not yet evolved into the legendary beast abstract post-modern Captain Pingzi, who cannot control the continuous laughter, and the whole person is no longer good. .
The cool evening breeze blows leisurely in the evening, and the extra thin hem flutters with the wind. Under the thin fabric, Vice Captain Aizen is slender and straight, but compared to the round, plump, overly muscular and strong thighs of women, they are fleeting.So, Captain Pingzi, who had been hunched over and stood faceless, simply walked onto the road with his blond hair trembling.
"Captain Pingzi..." After sighing for the thousand and first time deep in his heart, the face of Vice-Captain Aizen was once again covered with the flawless No. [-] hypocritical and gentle mask, and the heavy black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose Reflecting the soft light in the setting sun, "Are you really going to let me go back to the Fifth Division like this?"
"Soyousuke, you finally made an interesting proposal~~~" The blond captain sitting cross-legged in the grass beside the road raised his slightly reddened eyes with a smile, and the light gray pupils were revealed by the overflowing water on his irises A rare blurred softness, "Let's have a try?"
The gentle and soft curve of Lanran's lips suddenly deepened, and the deep voice firmly rejected Pingzi's proposal: "You won't do this, Captain Pingzi."
"Oh, why?" The exaggerated upward movement of the lips did not move at all, the light-colored eyes had restrained all the wanton smiles, Hirako Mako's Kansai accent was as slippery and frivolous as ever, revealing a kind of laziness to the extreme from the bottom of her heart On the contrary, he appeared calm and leisurely as if nothing had happened.
Vice-captain Lan Ran's light brown eyes drooped meekly hidden in the golden red reflection. Even though he knew that the other party could not detect the change in his expression through the glasses, he still lowered his eyelids cautiously, letting the slender and thick eyelashes flow Shenguang was divided into fragments: "The Fifth Division already has Captain Hirako."——There is no need to add another Aizen Soyousuke.
Pingzi subconsciously bent the index finger of his right hand and clasped the palm of his left hand. When the open thumb touched the pulsation between his wrists, he let out a faint chuckle: "Yeah, yay, what I know about Aizen Soyousuke would never say such a thing, my lovely vice-captain."
Aizen took a step forward, and the high slit on the side made it easy for Mako Hirako to have a panoramic view of the beautiful spring scenery under her skirt, but this time Hirako didn't smile, and the elongated and thin silhouette silently penetrated the flat and clean On the forehead, Aizen's smile was vaguely blurred in the shadow of the backlight: "Are you really sure that what you see is the real Aizen Soyousuke?"
"No, on the contrary, Soyousuke." He called the vice-captain who was condescending and looking down at him in an intimate, almost intimidating tone. The sharp arrow clusters pierced all the conspiracy and disguise straightly, "Let me put it in an easy-to-understand way, the Aizen Soyousuke I know who never existed would never say such a thing~ ~~~~"
As the voice fell, the shadows on his forehead and eyebrows faded away. The gentle and humble vice-captain of the fifth team lowered his head slightly, and a seamless smile was drawn on the corners of his soft lips: "I can't understand Captain Pingzi's words."
Pingzi shook his overly voluminous sleeves, stood up, stretched out his arms as if comforting a captive pet cat and dog, and rubbed the soft, curly brown hair of his deputy captain: "Oh, oh, it's just Like my vice-captain, Soyousuke's hair is as good as I thought it would be."
"Captain Pingzi... where are you going?"
Without warning, Captain Pingzi's long golden hair fluttered on the horizon into a more dazzling light than the red clouds in the sky, and the lazy Kansai accent came from afar after a while: " Of course I'm going to get you some clothes that look good, Soyousuke."