The next day, the eight thousand flows came again.
Speaking of which, Eight Thousand Flowing was clearly like her team leader who had a bad sense of direction, so how could she accurately find Team Ten?
Huai Qi Shi had hoped that the Eight Thousand Streams would get lost on the way, so that she would be at peace.
What a pity.
However, there were gains and losses. If it wasn't for the Eight Thousand Streams, Luan Ju wouldn't have agreed to three knee pillows.
"Don't forget our agreement."
Today, Luan Ju didn't disappear again. Instead, she sat beside the two of them and secretly reminded Huan Qi.
"Of course."
Miki nodded. Of course, she wouldn't miss Luan Ju's lap pillow. She believed that lying on her lap would be very comfortable. Moreover, when she looked up, she would see a pair of basketballs. It would be a feast for the eyes.
Speaking of which, could it be that the reason why she was the first to run to Sis Hua to ask for a knee pillow was also because of the ball?
Maybe. After all, Inoue was not here yet, so there were not many choices.
"Seven Chan, I'm here again."
Eight Thousand Streams smiled and greeted Pang Qishi,""How is it? Have you considered it?"
"Yes."
Pi Qishi smiled innocently. Without waiting for the invitation from Eight Thousand Streams, he took the initiative to say,""When is the next regular meeting? I'll accompany you to play."
"That's great."
Eight Thousand Flow was jumping around happily, and his happy appearance was very cute.
"Enough is enough."
There was only one person who was unhappy, and that was Dong Shilang.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
"Poor little brother."
Pang Qishi pretended to shake his head.""You're still far from it.”
"Bang!"
Veins began to pop up on Dong Shi Lang's forehead.
"Let's go."
Luan Ju still had some respect for Dong Shilang. After all, he was the team leader. While Dong Shilang was still not so angry that he could not endure it anymore, she pulled Huai Qishi, who had finally agreed to the Eight Thousand Streams, and ran away.
"Come back here."
Dong Shi Lang chased after them, but he couldn't see the three of them. He couldn't help but shout,"There's still work to be done."
"Thank you, Captain."
Luan Ju's voice came from afar, but this thank you did not make anyone happy.
Poor Dong Shilang. Not only was he being tricked by his sister, but he also had a random chrysanthemum to mess with him. No wonder he was so mature at such a young age. He was forced to do so.
...。
"Say,"
On the way, Pang Qishi suddenly thought of something.""Is today the day of the regular meeting?”
If it wasn't, he would have run for nothing.
"Of course,"
Eight Thousand Streams smiled and explained to Pang Qishi,""Previously, Luan Ju said that you would agree today, so I specially brought forward the date of the next regular meeting to today.”
"Chaotic Chrysanthemum?"
Pang Qi knew that he had been tricked and couldn't help but turn to look at Luan Ju.
"Ahem."
Luan Ju turned her head and looked elsewhere. She had disappeared yesterday to inform everyone that the regular meeting had been brought forward.
"Forget it."
Pang Qishi thought to himself that he only wanted a knee pillow anyway, so it didn't make a difference whether he was schemed against or not.
Just like that, after a long time, Takashi Kazuki was finally willing to come to the meeting point of the Female Reaper Association again. She hoped that she would not disappoint her this time.
"We're here."
Accompanied by Eight Thousand Flow and Luan Ju, the three of them finally arrived at the door of an independent courtyard.
"This is Sister Hua's courtyard."
Luan Ju introduced to Pang Qishi.
It was said that Sis Hua's name came from Eight Thousand Streams. What she liked to do the most was to give people nicknames.
"Sister Hua?"
Osami raised an eyebrow. The last time they met was at Captain Broken Bee's Second Division's dormitory, so why were they here at Mao Zhi Hua Lie's private residence today?
Speaking of which, she was really a little unnatural. Perhaps it had something to do with her guilty conscience.
"This is what I want."
Suddenly, the gate of the courtyard opened, and Mao Zhihua Lie, the captain of the fourth squad, walked out.
"I heard that you've been brooding over what happened last time? So I want to take this opportunity to tell you that I don't want to isolate you, nor do I dislike you. I just don't like to be too close to others.”
Mao Zhihua Lie said sincerely.
It wasn't just Ping Qi who was brooding over this. Mao Zhihua Lie had also been thinking about whether he had been too cold last time.
However, she was telling the truth. As the first generation Sword Eight, a female Asura who had once been widely circulated, once someone got too close to her, she would not be able to control herself and would want to pull out her saber, let alone a knee pillow.
However, she no longer wanted to return to her identity as the first generation Sword Eight, nor did she want to be discovered. That was why she bluntly refused to let Qi Shi get close to her.
In retrospect, perhaps that was a way to express his goodwill?
It was said that a knee pillow was not that simple. If one laid their head on someone else's knee, wouldn't they be controlled by others?
Sis Hua had misunderstood and regretted it later on. That was why she had specially moved the meeting venue to her house today.
"Come in."
Mao Zhihua Lie stepped aside and let the three of them in. After closing the door, he brought them to the living room.
"You guys are finally here."
There were already a few female death gods gathered in the room. All of them were exquisite and beautiful. None of them were ugly, and their figures were not bad. At most, some of them were like airplanes.
"Didn't you want a knee pillow? There are plenty of them here."
At this moment, Luan Ju, who was standing behind Pang Qishi, laughed and gently pushed Pang Qishi's back.
"Aiya."
Mikishi Mikito resisted the urge to fight back and pretended not to react. She fell forward in front of one of the girls wearing glasses.
"Ahem."
Slightly embarrassed, Ise Nanori turned her head and said,""Well, I've never encountered such a request before. In order to make up for what happened last time, I'll just…I'll let you lie down for a while."
"Thank you."
There was no need for her to be polite. She rolled and lay on Ise Nanori's knees. She closed her eyes and felt the sensation of her beautiful legs. She almost made a strange sound.
"Please don't move."
Just as Uru Nanami wanted to feel her beautiful legs more, Ise Nanori covered her eyes with her hands and complained in a low voice.
"Next, next."
Eight Thousand Streams also joined in and began to arrange for the next person to provide a knee pillow for Pang Qishi.
It turned out that today's regular meeting was actually held specifically for Liu Qishi.
After they parted on bad terms the last time, everyone blamed themselves. They were all girls, and it was a newcomer who wanted to express goodwill to everyone. They were too cold.
Therefore, after hearing that they didn't even want to give her a knee pillow, she finally agreed to make it up to her today.
This made Pang Qi extremely happy. It could be considered a great surprise. He kept crawling among the women and fell on whichever pair of beautiful legs he liked. It was a pleasant surprise.
In the end, she even accidentally slept with the Eight Thousand Streams that had sneaked in. She even accidentally pushed the tiny Eight Thousand Streams down. The two of them rolled around, instantly making everyone laugh.
Sure enough, girls 'gatherings should be this happy.
Err…There was nothing wrong with it.
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