flstandardbreds Chapter 125 BT Version Sailor Moon
Chapter 125 BT Version Sailor Moon
Chapter 125 Sailor Moon Edition
People who encounter shipwrecks most desperately want to see rescue, followed by land. Humans are terrestrial beings, and their attachment to land is instinctive.
Seeing Lü Qianqian excitedly paddling with her hands, Zhuo Yang couldn't help but smile and decided to join her.
However, he suddenly frowned: "Little Phoenix, you should have clothes in your storage magic item, right?"
I'm a little embarrassed, but the key is to get ashore and continue to be "open and honest." Do I not care about the Demon Lord's face anymore?
Lu Qianqian stopped what she was doing, her face suppressing a laugh as she said, "I do have clothes, but I'm afraid you'll be too shy to wear them!"
Zhuo Yang immediately sat up straight and said with a faint smile, "It doesn't matter, as long as it covers my shame. Of course, if you don't care, I don't care either."
Lu Qianqian glanced at the sea, wanting to glare at Zhuo Yang, but then she remembered he was naked and decided against it.
Still suppressing a laugh, she reached down and touched her lower back, revealing a pair of black shorts in her palm.
Zhuo Yang took it, recognized what it was, and his face immediately darkened: "Leggings? You're telling me to wear this?"
Although leggings are also shorts, they are women's style after all. Wearing them instantly makes you look perverted, and you can't wash your face off even if you jump into the ocean.
"Giggle giggle," Lü Qianqian covered her mouth and laughed, "It's good enough that you have anything to wear. Why don't you continue to be naked? Maybe you can find someone on land who can get you a decent set of clothes."
"I can bend and stretch!" Zhuo Yang's face hardened, he stretched out his leggings, gritted his teeth, and put them on.
When you're alone with a girl, it's acceptable to be open and honest, but what the hell would it look like if other people saw you?
After putting on the leggings, Zhuo Yang looked down and his face darkened even more. He gritted his teeth and said, "Little Phoenix, I think you should find me another outfit. Or you could put your robe on me!"
"Why?" Lü Qianqian turned her head and glanced at it, then burst out laughing. Her giggles echoed across the sea, as if Zhuo Yang had tickled her funny bone, and she couldn't hold back her laughter.
Zhuo Yang's face was as black as charcoal. He said in a deep voice, "If you don't stop laughing within three seconds, believe me, I'll make you my wife right here and now, and we'll consummate our marriage."
The moment she finished speaking, Lü Qianqian stopped laughing. She became dignified and proud, like a queen, with an extremely domineering aura.
She stared intently at Zhuo Yang and said calmly, "I still have clothes, but I'm afraid you won't dare to wear them!"
"It's better than wearing women's leggings and looking like a damn duck, right?" Zhuo Yang responded angrily, his hands trembling.
Leggings that are too tight not only look weird, but they're also very uncomfortable!
Lu Qianqian wiped her lower back again without expression, and then presented a white dress to Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Yang snorted, grabbed his clothes and shook them open, then trembled all over.
"Why did you give me a skirt? And it's a short skirt at that!"
The roar echoed across the sea; Zhuo Yang was furious.
Lu Qianqian didn't smile at all, and said with a straight face, "This is the only dress left. I can't stop you from wearing it. Why don't you take off your leggings? Although it's not very elegant, it's better than being a pervert!"
"..."
Zhuo Yang remained silent.
What the hell? Why am I so unlucky in this life? When my memories first awakened, I was dressed in Xiao Diao's women's clothes, and today I've been reduced to wearing leggings. Now I'm even wearing a short skirt?
The snow-white pleated mini skirt is only about half a meter long, definitely a girly style.
Zhuo Yang shuddered again as she imagined herself wearing a dress.
"No way! I'd rather be a gigolo than a pervert!" He hardened his face, determined not to change his mind.
"Whatever you want." Lü Qianqian shrugged indifferently, then dipped her little hand into the seawater and started swimming.
The land is still far away, and paddling by hand is too slow; I don't know how many hours it will take to get there.
Zhuo Yang also joined in paddling, working well with Lü Qianqian on either side of the lifeboat.
However, he kept tugging at his leggings; they were just too tight…
Lu Qianqian glanced at Zhuo Yang, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Zhuo Yang, is there anything else you can use in your Qiankun bag? Using your hands to paddle is too slow."
Zhuo Yang, his face grim, swam across the water. "No!"
Lu Qianqian pouted and asked again, "How about we rest for a while? I think the waves will carry us directly to land, so we won't have to paddle at all."
Zhuo Yang stopped what he was doing, stood up, and scanned the sea with his demonic eyes. There were no reference points, but he still managed to detect the land gradually growing larger thanks to the keen vision of his demonic eyes, though it was difficult to perceive.
"Rest now, the lifeboats will be washed ashore."
He sat down cross-legged and tugged at his leggings again.
What's wrong with women's brains? Wearing such tight pants, aren't they uncomfortable?
Lu Qianqian wanted to laugh when she saw Zhuo Yang's expression, but she held back and said softly with her eyes lowered, "Zhuo Yang, why don't you take off your leggings? I won't look at you."
"Why?" Zhuo Yang had a feeling that he was about to be tricked, and stared intently at Lü Qianqian.
"Because I saw you pulling at your leggings, and it felt so perverted!" Lü Qianqian replied indifferently, then turned her head away and looked at the sea.
His face flushed red, and Zhuo Yang was trembling all over.
In nearly 30,000 years, I've never been this humiliated!
"Don't look back, or you'll get a sty!" Zhuo Yang said through gritted teeth, tearing off his leggings and ripping them to shreds.
Lü Qianqian trembled slightly, her exquisite face tense.
Zhuo Yang looked at her profile to make sure she wasn't smiling before grabbing the short skirt. He hesitated for a long time before taking a deep breath, wrapping the skirt around his waist, and tying the hem in a knot at his crotch.
Although it doesn't look very good, at least the main point is covered up, and I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Upon hearing the sound, Lü Qianqian turned her head and glanced at Zhuo Yang, then stared intently at him, her almond-shaped eyes almost wide open, as if she were completely stunned.
"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Yang asked, his face dark and his expression menacing.
Lu Qianqian slowly raised her head and met Zhuo Yang's eyes. For a moment, the atmosphere on the lifeboat seemed to freeze, which was very strange.
Sweat streamed down his face as Zhuo Yang gritted his teeth.
As Lü Qianqian looked at him, her eyes gradually welled up with tears, misty and ethereal, making her exceptionally endearing.
The next moment, her eyes curved into crescents, she opened her mouth wide, and let out a series of exaggerated laughs.
"Hahaha……"
Lü Qianqian burst out laughing on the lifeboat, clutching her stomach and bending over like a beautiful shrimp.
"A twisted version of Sailor Moon... Hahaha... I'm dying of laughter... Hahaha..."
It rolled around and even kicked Zhuo Yang.
Who would have thought that Lü Qianqian, who is as proud as a queen, could laugh like this?
Zhuo Yang trembled all over, his old face as black as the bottom of a pot. "Have you laughed enough?"
"No, let me laugh a little longer." Lü Qianqian continued rolling around, and the lifeboat trembled because of her.
"Oh my god, now I finally understand why cross-dressing men are so hated. They're practically perverted to the extreme... I'll live my whole life based on your appearance!"
After saying that, Teng jumped up, grabbed a phone, and started snapping pictures of Zhuo Yang.
Click, click, click...