Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 778 My Little Dragon is 1 and a half years old

Jingyao followed Lingyao around the Baocuizhai furniture area and finally chose a pretty good bed.

It was big enough and soft. If they weren't outside, Jing Yao would have wanted to turn into a little dragon and lie down directly.

After looking at the beds, Lingyao pulled Jingyao to the men's clothing area.

Baocuizhai is worthy of its name. Not only are there divisions for men's and women's clothing, but it is normal that women's clothing has a wide variety of styles as women have a greater demand for clothing.

But even men's clothing was brought to a climax by Baocuizhai. Not only were there the western suits that were fashionable and sought after by young masters today, but also the long gowns and jackets that were more favored by the older generation and cultured people.

They also offer a fashionable fitting service.

But Jingyao was wearing a doll costume, so he naturally couldn't try it on, so Lingyao chose a few sets according to her taste.

Jing Yao was not picky. After all, in his heart, no clothes were as comfortable as his own skin. But he also knew that if he wanted to live by her side and in this environment, he had to wear these clothes and not look like an alien.

After buying things and preparing to leave, the shopkeeper arranged for someone to help them deliver the things.

Jing Yao saw others trying to lift the bed, but he went over first and stopped the bed, holding up his dinosaur chest and patting his chest.

"I can move this bed myself!" He was worried about them moving their bed. What if they broke it? He had to sleep with Lingyao tonight!

Lingyao couldn't persuade them, so she simply asked the shopkeepers to listen to Jingyao and let him do whatever he wanted.

As a result, along the way, this famous and prosperous street has a new beautiful scenery.

A person dressed as a doll in a dinosaur costume was walking on the street like a strongman, holding a big bed, with steady and fast steps.

When Jingyao grunted and carried the bed into Lingyao's room, He Minghan, who had been away for two days practicing Buddhism, just came back.

When He Minghan pushed the door open, he saw Jing Yao, who was wearing a dinosaur costume, sitting in his yard to rest. If He Minghan hadn't looked closely and realized that it was a person in a doll costume sitting there, he would have almost shouted "Fairy, where are you escaping to!" and rushed in.

But even though it was a doll costume, He Minghan was still surprised and turned to look at Lingyao who came out of the room.

"Disciple, what are these circus people doing here?"

Jingyao was originally sitting sideways and didn't see He Minghan. When he heard He Minghan's words, he secretly hummed in his doll costume.

Who is from the circus? He is a dragon, and the performers in the circus are all dogs and monkeys. How can they compare with him?

Lingyao glanced at Jingyao, wondering whether to explain or just get away with it.

In the end Lingyao chose to fool around.

"Huh? What circus? Isn't that a dress?"

After saying that, he cast another look at Jingyao.

Although Lingyao just glanced at him indifferently, Jingyao seemed to be able to read her mind and understood it in an instant.

Although he pouted, he still did as he was told and instantly turned into a little dragon, curled up in the dinosaur doll costume.

The dinosaur doll costume lost its support and quickly collapsed, resting on the edge of the table.

When He Minghan heard Lingyao say this, he turned around and prepared to point out the dinosaur he had just seen, but when he turned around -

"Oh my goodness!"

He Minghan looked around in shock. He clearly saw someone sitting here just now, so how come it has become an empty piece of clothing now?

He Minghan hurriedly walked into the house, took out the compass magic weapon in his house, and waved Lingyao in his hand.

The corners of his mouth were moving and he was muttering to himself.

After reciting for a long time, the compass in his hand did not move at all. He Minghan frowned in confusion.

"It's really strange, is it really my eyes that are playing tricks on me?"

Lingyao, on her side, walked over and carried the doll costume and Jingyao inside it into the house.

He Minghan, who was outside the house, was still thinking. When he saw Lingyao come in, he hurriedly called out to her.

"Get up early tomorrow. There is a ritual going on. Come with me."

Lingyao responded and closed the door.

As soon as the door closed, Jing Yao jumped out from the doll costume and turned into a human form.

He ran excitedly to the new bed he had just moved in, looked left and right, and was very satisfied.

Just when he was about to lie down on it, Lingyao stopped him again.

"It's dirty, wipe it with a towel first."

"Oh." Jing Yao stopped immediately and rushed to the place where Lingyao collected water to wash her face.

After arriving, he was a little unsure of what to do, and he didn't look carefully at the time.

Xiaolong's eyes turned and he immediately came up with a solution. Soon, a stream of water gushed out from his fingertips, slid in a parabola through the air and fell into the basin.

But there are still difficulties.

Among so many towels, Xiaolong only remembered the one he had used and the one that Xiaopapa and Lingyao usually used.

I don't know which towel to use to clean the bed.

Then he poked his head out of the bathroom and shouted at Lingyao.

"Which towel should I use?"

Lingyao came in with a new towel, handed it to him, then turned around and handed him a bottle.

"Pour some of this into the water and wipe it."

"Yeah." Jing Yao nodded. Although he didn't know why, as long as the bed was wiped and he could sleep on it, it was fine.

So he started working without saying anything.

Lingyao found a comfortable place to sit down and started reading the picture book.

Jingyao was still wearing his robe. The sleeves were very long and he rolled them up and then they slipped down. After a few times, Lingyao couldn't bear it anymore.

Put down the book in your hand and raise your hand to call people over.

"Hmm?" Jingyao walked over quickly with a handkerchief in hand. "What's wrong?"

Lingyao didn't answer, but just pulled Jingyao's loose sleeves that were already sticky with water, tightened the sleeves at his wrists, tied a knot, and then wrapped them around his wrists twice to secure them.

This time Jing Yao could feel that the cuff would not fall off easily because it was stuck to his arm tightly.

Jing Yao smiled and extended his other hand.

"Here too!"

Lingyao hooked her lip and then pressed it down.

Without saying anything, he just continued to repeat the process and fixed the other cuff.

After Jingyao and Lingyao had fixed both of his arms, he raised his arms and looked around, laughing.

"It turns out you can tie it this way."

After saying that, he curved his eyes again, bent over and leaned over, kissing Lingyao on the side of her cheek.

Lingyao leaned against his shoulder and glanced at him sideways: "What are you doing?"

Jingyao snorted: "Just kiss you."

He used to kiss her often when he was Xiaolong, why can't he kiss her now?

The kiss Jingyao mentioned was when he was Xiaolong. He was small and doted on, so he unscrupulously used his head to butt Lingyao, and sometimes even put his little face against her and kissed her with his little mouth. He loved her so much.

However, the situation at that time was like being slapped by a cat to Lingyao. It didn't hurt at all, and she didn't think much about it.