How Can the Saintess Be a Boy!?

05

Unlike the shame that comes with wearing a swimsuit, wearing a little Lolita skirt even makes me forget that I am a boy.

Because the swimsuit is relatively exposed, and under that layer of cloth is the secret I desperately want to hide ... That feeling is not much different from the shame of being exposed to the public's eyes as a boy wearing a girl's underwear. Yet.

And wearing a Lolita skirt will make me fully transformed into a girl and little loli. Yes, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. Pure white long hair was put on my shoulders. The pure face revealed a slight blush, and the beautiful khaki **** skirt would not look exaggerated and pure on me. White stockings will make Lolita's energy to the extreme ~

At this moment I am a girl, and the highest state of women's clothing is that I even believe it. Hmm ~ I have given up my dignity as a boy.

Of course, there is still shame, if I hint myself in the mirror-it is too shameless to dress myself as a girl, obviously a boy! Immorality and the pitiful dignity of the man will soon overwhelm me with shame and breathlessness, right?

咚咚 ——

If it weren't for the door being knocked at this time, I wouldn't be sure if I would actually do it next. After all, there are experiences that make the body strange and inexplicable ...

"Fill, are you okay? Is it that the zipper can't pull anything ... I can help you." Qi Feng said loudly across the door.

She really didn't give up ...

"I'm fine."

I opened the door of the room, and Qi Feng stood at the door as if shaking her head and looking forward to a century, but when she saw me wearing a Lolita skirt, her eyes seemed to eat me ...

"How ...?" I asked her shyly. Although I feel pretty cute, what kind of image does she have? Still care.

I watched her nosebleed ... what the hell?

"It's rude and rude!" She said quickly.

I ca n’t help her. I said-"Really, what are you thinking?" Go back to the room and give her a handkerchief. Since her only loved one died three months ago, she not only talked to me strangely, but with strange eyes, even the estimates in her head were strange ideas.

"But we grew up together. Why can't you hold on today when I wear a little Lolita skirt?"

"From childhood to age, you almost wore a virgin costume, so ..."

"What the **** is it?" I gave her a strange look. But what she said is that I have been wearing school uniforms since childhood. That's why, after trying on various styles of women's clothing recently, it seems to have opened the door to a new world ...

"Can I hug you?"

Hey, what? But everyone is "girls" anyway, it doesn't matter if you hug it. I nodded, ready to be embraced by her-wait! Why did she bend over?

I was hooked by her feet, and before I reacted, my feet suddenly left the ground, and immediately lifted me up.

"Well? Wait, you didn't say it was a princess hug!" I flushed my cheeks for a while. I'm a boy! She was actually held by a girl princess! It's so shame ...! Without this role dislocation!

"I don't care, anyway, you promise me, I can hold as much as I want." She was so proud that she seemed to have done something so great that it didn't make me embarrassed ...

What, girls actually hold "girls"!

"Stupid girl, let me down!" I whispered embarrassedly.

"My lord lady, please don't disturb and fall down carefully."

What the **** is this Prince Charming like line ...! ? Why ... how ... when I put on a Lolita skirt, can I be more vulnerable?

"I'm useless to please you with respect!"

"Let me just hold you to the living room."

"Don't--! I, I'm going to jump."

"Please don't do this, it's not good in case of a sprained foot. But ... I really should let you walk while spraining."

I ... was speechless. If I struggled in her arms, would it involve her falling down? I hesitated, and finally decided to satisfy her once and let her hold me for a while.

"Let me down in the living room. I don't want to ... let others see." I whispered.

"Isn't it nice to be seen? I'm sworn in!"

"Who do you say is your sovereign ...?"

Huh, this silly girl is too proud to learn without teaching it, I sacrificed a killer 揪 —— 揪 horse!

"It hurts ... Don't scratch the pony tail!" She cried, the whole person was soft, and I took the opportunity to slip from her arms, and my feet landed on the ground securely.

Qi Feng's weakness should not be too obvious.

I returned to the living room. Lian Qi sat on the sofa holding a tea cup and looked at me motionlessly.

"Does it look good?"

I put my hands on my back and smiled at her.

This is subtly different from the vanity of girls. After all, I'm a boy. After putting on women's clothes, I am more eager to get the approval of others ...

"I can't think of such a good fit for you, I am in another world as if

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