'Alas! You are purely distracted, and the abnormal behavior of others makes you jealous? I think it's normal -----for a young man who is not very old to be afraid of a bad cow ghost and snake god like you! You don't have to worry about it! Ichijo Yukie raised his hand and patted Ao's shoulder briskly, and walked directly around Aoi into the house. Qing looked at her back, no wheel from any angle, she didn't have the slightest worry, but there was no real lightness.

"Hmph~~ Cow ghost snake god ----" Qing remembered the words that a snow painting had just used as a metaphor for Qing, Qing couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and shook his head slightly. Without hesitation, she walked into the house that Rider called her station, because her own master didn't worry about these things, so Qing could only put her worries in her heart and do her best to protect her life!

When Qing entered the house, a snow painting was no longer in the corridor, just when Qing's nerves suddenly jumped! A snow painting suddenly poked its head out of the room by the hallway. "Caster, you're the last one to come in, remember to close the door when you come in, you know." Ichijo Yukie retracted his head after speaking. At this time, Qing also finally understood that the idea that his master might be reliable was compassionate.

Qing turned around and closed the door carefully, Qing was afraid that he would make a mistake in power control because of the lack of poverty in his heart, and destroyed the entire wall when he closed the door-------。 Closing the door, Qing still entered the room where Ichijo Yukie was with a stinky face, and what caught my eye was that his master was sitting on the soft sofa, and he was happily switching between the expensive large-screen TV in the room.

"I said, Master, aren't we a little too familiar with this, and how can we say that we should be a little more restrained when we first arrive?" Qing walked to the side of a snow painting and stared at the woman in front of her with a serious gaze, once she became familiar with the new environment, she would make the old mistake of not paying attention! And it's just that she adapts to the environment ridiculously fast! It's a self-cooked guy.

"---- um~~" A snow painting that was switching TV channels paused and nodded knowingly, "You're right!" Sometimes self-denial is a necessary act, and the master once told me that, but he also said, 'If the person you are dealing with is trustworthy, then being too cautious will only cause a rift in the relationship!' ”

A snow painting looked at the green who was speechless with a smile, turned off the TV comfortably, and leaned lazily on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed. "I'm just interested in this big TV, after all, I only have a small broken TV in my kennel, and you struck it the day I summoned you! Therefore, poor people like me can only take this opportunity to relieve their eye addiction, so that you don't have to worry! Right. ”

Such bleak but full of vigor, and the heartfelt smiling face made Qing even more speechless, and the cunning of a snow painting has always made Qing unable to figure it out, so Qing can't see the truth or falsehood of this, but Qing split his own Master's TV, this matter is indeed true, and he will not deny it.

"Forget it, I can't say anything about you, it's always Master, you have to pay attention to the things around you! Call me as soon as you notice something abnormal, and as your Servant, I have an obligation to clear all danger for you! Qing solemnly instructed a snow painting, Qing didn't remember how many times he had been instructed, but the only thing he remembered was the poor low probability of his master's recollection---------

At this time, Rider's tall voice entered the house, wearing the white shirt with the strange pattern that Qing had seen a few days ago, but this time he was wearing his pants properly. "It seems that your relationship with the master is really good, unlike me and Webb's kid, it's really good to be able to talk like this calmly~~"

Rider sat down at the table next to him, as if he was waiting for something, but Qing looked around and couldn't see what Rider was waiting for. "Ahh ~I almost forgot! Otherwise, you're in trouble! ~" Rider suddenly stood up, walked to the door with a quick and steady step, glanced at the hallway, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing nothing.

"Caster, while it may be rude to say that my request is a bit rude, it is also a last resort." Rider turned and walked briskly in front of Ao, a look of distress on his face that seemed to be trying to say words but couldn't think of what to say. "Actually----- I just wanted to ask---- uh, Caster, can you wear clothes that match your current style------ after all, wearing a battle armor or something, it might have a bit of a big impact on the two old people living in this house----"

Rider squeaked and whined for most of the day, but fortunately, Qing also understood what he meant, saving a lot of trouble to explain. "If it's a private service, I still have one piece." Qing nodded, looking at a snow painting that was already lying on the sofa, Qing's dress was still given to Qing by the person in front of him.

"Hehehe~~! That way, I can rest assured. After all, the two old couples living in this household are very kind old people, and letting them be frightened is something that people like us who stay overnight don't eat! ~" Rider said and sat back on the chair at the dining table, Qing removed the gauntlet on his arm, and a snow painting lazily stretched out his hand, Qing Shun was about to put the arm guard on a snow painting's hand, but a moment of reason made Qing bend down and put the arm guard on the ground.

"This thing might be too heavy for you, Master, so you can take your hand back as well." Qing said and waved his hand, and the magic power crossed Qing's side, and a windbreaker given to Qing by Xue Hua and some inner lining had been changed to Qing's body, and for a while, Qing also instantly felt that his body was at least dozens of times more diligent!

Qing clenched his fists, without the burden of armor, his body could be more agile, and even his strength was more brisk. However, Qing looked at his outfit, although it was good to say that he was good-looking, but it was indeed in Qing's heart, and his existence was not as reliable as the battle armor. And at this time, she was not convinced by what Qing said, and tried to pick up a piece of snow painting that Qing's arm guard, and now she was trying hard to lift the arm guard that didn't seem to be heavy, but the weight of nearly half a ton was not something she could do without using magic casually.