Chapter 142 (2/2)
”No, no, I'm beautiful, but my clothes are ugly. They don't match at all.”
“……”
King smiled and sighed in his heart that you don't understand the style of the tornado.
Others pointed at King and tornado walking together on this special day, whispered and looked ambiguous.
”King, congratulations.”
”Oh, thank you.”
King smiled at the blessed tourists.
”Tornado, you should have come together with king. You are so happy.”
The waiter selects clothes for the Dragon roll and sincerely wishes.
The tornado waved a green dress and said, ”well, what's the happiness of walking with him? I wish I could beat him! ”
“……”
The waiter said with a dry smile, ”you two are really special, but after all, you are heroes, and your way of getting along may be a little special.”
King and tornado strolled in the meaningful eyes of others all afternoon and went to the amusement park in the evening.
Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, king didn't know where to take out a rose and give it to the Dragon roll.
”Tornado, a gift for you.”
The tornado frowned, ”rose? Why did you suddenly send me flowers? ”
”Don't you know that today is a special day?”
King smiled.
”Special day?” The tornado thought hard, ”the first two days were March 27, huh?” Her eyes suddenly widened and stared at King fiercely, ”I remember that today is Qingming Festival. No wonder you want to give me flowers. It turned out that you cursed me to die as soon as possible.”
”This...”
King looked confused and forced, ”tornado, how long haven't you read the calendar?”
”Ha? Am I mistaken? ” The tornado held his small chin and thought, ”Ghost Festival? Double Ninth Festival? ”
”Cough, forget it, I'll tell you directly!”
King took a deep breath, stared at the tornado affectionately and said softly, ”tornado, today... 520!”
”Huh? Nonsense, 520 when is the festival? King, you got your head squeezed by the door? ”
Tornado has a face of suppressed contempt on IQ.
”Oh!”
King stumbled and almost didn't fall. He explained, ”this is a new festival for modern convention.”
”Well, if I don't eat this set, the ghost will have an inexplicable festival with you!”
The Dragon curls its lips.
Dong Dong!!
The alarm clock on the high-rise buildings in the city rings, 520... Dies.
“……”
King looked up and sighed. Go to your mother's 520. How can you play games with Saitama at home?
”Hey, king, give you a rose back.”
The tornado handed the rose to King again.
”Oh.”
King took the roses listlessly. The flowers were still beautiful, but his master was dejected.
”Hey, king, do you know what day it is today?”
”Ha?”
King looked at the tornado puzzled. Today is not a special day?
The tornado turned its back to King and hummed, ”today... 521!!”
Words fall, she has rushed up into the sky and gone away.
“521？”
King stared blankly at the direction the tornado left.
After half a ring, he scolded: ”crazy! What's special about 521? Really, you should ask Saitama to play games together. How can you play games happily when you are in love? ”
”People over 520 are all psychopaths!”
Two flowers, one for each.
After some twists and turns, glasses finally found a sexy prisoner holding his boyfriend for the festival.
”Hey, brother glasses, 520 so anxious to find me?” The sexy prisoner said meaningfully, ”do you want to Hei hei...”
The glasses panted and said, ”Oh, I just want to ask some emotional questions.” He repeated his experience with the girl in yellow.
”Ha ha, little thing.”
The sexy prisoner squinted at his glasses and said with an obscene smile, ”if you are willing to make my little brother cry once, I will tell you how to make her little sister not cry.”
”... I have to go back and ask king again.”
How do you make a sexy prisoner's little brother cry? Nima went back again.
Glasses looked up and sighed. Sure enough, how can girls have fun? Those who have passed 520 are all psychopaths!