Chapter 2288: I don't think this is good

Sivir put on a pale yellow dress and came out of the bathroom blushing.
Not surprisingly, that set of underwear is also just right.
She felt as if she had been spied on, and she was from the outside to the inside.
But she had to admit that this suit was so comfortable to wear, light and skin-friendly, but not too transparent.
And she just saw herself wearing a skirt in the mirror. For the first time, she realized that she can look so good in a long skirt.
"Sivir, this dress is so beautiful and it just fits." Mia's eyes lit up when he was out.
"Thank you." Sivir nodded slightly, his face flushed even more.
Obviously he is a man who hasn't had much contact with him, but he can prepare clothes of the perfect size for her. This kind of thing seems to be unclear wherever he goes.
"Then let's go downstairs, the wonderful performance is still waiting for us." Mia took Sivir's man downstairs.
As he passed by the kitchen, Sivir glanced at McGonagall with a complicated mood, and didn't know whether he should be praised for his wicked eyes or his nasty looks.
"Well, it's quite appropriate." McGonagall also noticed her, walked to the kitchen door specially, and nodded with satisfaction looking at her.
Changed into the heroic leather armor and shorts, put on this long skirt, and put down the tight long hair. With big wavy red hair, hot body, and healthy wheat-colored skin, Sivir looks a little bit Sub-supermodel's aura.
I just don't know what she will look like when she puts on that leopard swimsuit.
"Wow, Sister Sivir puts on a small skirt so she can make wine!" Amy said loudly.
Everyone looked at it, also showing an expression of appreciation.
This look made Sivir a little uncomfortable, but a little happy.
She began to be a mercenary ten years ago, and then took over the rose mercenary group, barely wearing a skirt in front of others.
Ordinary people may be attracted by her hot body, but when she sees her behind her back, they will tend to converge.
But few people would look at her with this kind of appreciation, just like sometimes she couldn't help but look at the pretty girls walking by.
"Gina has already sung three songs, so now Sivir, who has changed into a beautiful dress, will bring you a new performance." Angela looked at Sivir and said.
"Me?" Sivir froze for a moment, then waved his hand: "I...I can't sing or dance."
As a mercenary, she has learned life-saving and strengthening skills over the years, which does not include entertainment skills such as singing and dancing.
Angela smiled and shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't sing or dance. You can perform something that you are good at. Didn't Amy just performed a boulder on her chest."
Sivir glanced down at his chest, feeling that this was not good.
However, her gaze quickly fell to the chopstick holder on the side table, her eyes lit up, and she said, "I know what I can show you."
She walked to the table and drew out a chopstick, turned it at her fingertips, drew a rounded arc, and then she threw it out.
I saw that the silver chopsticks turned into a silver light, turned twice in the spacious hall, and then fell into Sivir's hands again.
"So cool!"
The four children looked straight and clapped.
The girls also applauded and encouraged.
It is actually not difficult to do this, almost everyone present can do it, especially Barbara, as a space magician, can play with the control.
But Sivir is a little different. She uses pure techniques, using the skill of her wrist and fingertips to make an ordinary chopstick complete a complicated flight, and then accurately return it to her hand.
This will inevitably require years of practice to achieve such a light weight.
Sivir did not expect that the response from everyone was so great, and he performed a few other tricks, such as hitting the small wooden sign at the door with chopsticks and then rebounding back to his hands.
Everyone was happy after watching the excitement.
In particular, a few children entangled Sivir, expressing their desire to learn this.
However, just how to make the chopsticks turn up on the fingertips has puzzled the little guys.
Instead, Annie sat quietly and flew a chopstick on her fingertips.
This is a skill that many learners can learn without a teacher.
After this interaction, Sivir's state was completely relaxed, sitting in the crowd, watching other people's performances, chatting and interacting occasionally, and the smiles on his face gradually increased.
Although the atmosphere of the Rose Mercenary Group has always been good, they are living a life of licking blood after all, and they are nervous about going out to do tasks on weekdays.
When not doing tasks, most of them stay by themselves, and even dinner parties are also drinking and eating meat and talking about things in the mercenary circle.
It was only at this moment that Sivir suddenly realized that she really didn't have any female friends, and in many cases she didn't even consider herself a woman.
But such an atmosphere of singing and dancing, Yingsheng Yanyu, joking with each other, laughing and playing with each other, she really likes it!
I felt that the soul was relaxed. Everyone was sitting on a soft and comfortable carpet in a warm house, wearing loose and comfortable skirts, and there were many young ladies with very high looks beside them. It was so pleasant.
"Barbecue is here, eat and play." McGonagall brought two large plates of grilled meat skewers out and put them directly in front of everyone.
"I'm going to get beer!" Mia got up awkwardly, and soon came over with a bunch of beer and distributed it to everyone.
Barbecue with beer, wonderful!
McGonagall also sat down among the girls, raised his beer glass, and said with a smile: "Come on, let's celebrate with a toast. I hope everyone can have fun and have fun on this journey."
"Cheers!"
Everyone toasted, and all that was left was the sound of drinking.
This evening, everyone had barbecue, beer, lobster, and oysters, singing and dancing, and had a great time.
In the middle of the night, McGonagall put down his wine glass, looked at the girls who were drunk all the time, struck a drink, frowned slightly.
He got up to clean up the mess first, then straightened the girls one by one, covered them with blankets, and fell asleep on the floor.
Then I took my two girls upstairs and let them sleep on the bed. Then I took a shower and went back to my room to sleep.
"Wow! It's the sea!"
"We are really at the beach!"
"It looks so good, it's like a sapphire, you really can't see the side at a glance!"
Early the next morning, McGonagall was awakened by surprise sounds.
Stretching his waist, McGera opened the curtains and looked at the blue sky and sea in the distance, and the bear children rolling around on the beach in front of him.