After taking a shower, Ren Qianqiu suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

He has no clothes to change!

His clothes were already torn, almost the same as the current appearance of the Yellow-Browed King.

Surely I can't wear it anymore.

But this is someone else's house, not his doghouse, where can I find clothes?

After looking around, there was only a clean pajama in the bathroom.

“Women’s?”

No matter what, put it on first.

Walking out of the bathroom, He Lan was watching TV.

Seeing that he came out, He Lan turned around and looked.

Suddenly, she was stunned.

So handsome!

Pan An and Song Yu are probably just like that.

It may even be even worse.

Ren Qianqiu hugged his chest with his hands and took a step back, "Hey, what are your eyes?"

He saw that terrifying look again, looking at himself, and wanted to swallow him in one bite.

Deep in the flashing eyes, it seemed that some prehistoric beast was hidden.

Sure enough, women are all lustful by nature!

He Lan's face turned red and she looked away, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Ren Qianqiu did not respond, but said, "What, can you please help me out and buy a set of clothes?"

He Lan glanced at him again and refused, "I think it would be nice to wear this set of women's pajamas and your face!"

People don’t want to, Ren Qianqiu said he didn’t give up either.

After all, the two are not familiar with each other.

I guess if it weren't for the sake of saving her, I'd be afraid that I'd already called the police.

I searched the room again, but still couldn't find a set of men's clothes.

Even if it doesn't fit, there isn't.

Who are these people? Isn’t it too poor?

Ren Qianqiu, who gradually calmed down, poured He Lan a glass of water and expressed his gratitude politely.

"Thanks!"

This surprised He Lan a little, smiled slightly, and said, "Just treat it as a reward for saving me."

"I don't know what the girl is called?"

"Hello, my name is He Lan!"

He Lan stretched out his hand to Ren Qianqiu.

This is the first time that the two have officially met.

What He Lan never expected was that when she said her name, the handsome man in front of her seemed to be shocked.

Immediately jumped back two steps.

"You... are He Lan?"

Ren Qianqiu looked at the woman in front of him seriously and muttered in a low voice: "But it doesn't look like it!"

"Do you know me?"

It’s not just about knowing it, but you’ve seen a magic phone and you know it.

But I didn't expect...

It still doesn't look like it.

As if he saw his doubts, He Lan asked on his own initiative: "Why, is there any difference?"

Ren Qianqiu circled around him, shook his head, and said, "In my impression, He Lan should be forty years old now, how could she look only twenty-eight?"

Suddenly, a high heel flew over.

Ren Qianqiu caught it and threw it back.

Age is always a pain point for women.

What's more, He Lan is indeed quite a big deal this year.

It's already thirty-two.

If she is really He Lan, wouldn’t she have an affair with Zhu Bajie?

She is Zhu Bajie's world disaster?

Ren Qianqiu's mouth twitched.

Also, this villa is He Lan’s friend’s house, is it…

"Who, this villa, could it be the Xiao Chuchuchu family?"

"You not only know me, but also Chuchu, say, who are you!"

He Lan had secretly taken out her cell phone and entered the alarm number.

As long as Ren Qianqiu changes slightly, she will call the police immediately.

Ren Qianqiu saw through her little movements, but ignored them.

He sat on the sofa next to him, slowly combing out his current chaotic thoughts.

After traveling through so many years, he thought he had figured out the probabilities of this world.

But now he realized that he had traveled to the magical mobile phone world from the very beginning.

No wonder...

No wonder I was always wondering why I felt that the number 2006 was so familiar.

It was not until now that I finally figured out the world I lived in.

Forget it, since you come, you will be at peace.

The most urgent thing is to get the silly girl, and then...

The Yellow-Browed King's Ethnic Bag is good, and the Golden Bag is also good.

Also, Zhu Bajie's nine-toothed rake is also good, and Sun Wukong should look okay when he plays a golden cudgel.

Hey, why did I start to make up for them?

That's true, let's talk about it later.

It really doesn't work, it's good to knock off the tight spell on Sun Wukong's head and take it away.

What you need to do now is to strengthen your strength as soon as possible.

He picked up his torn clothes and was about to leave. Suddenly, he stopped.

Take out a spell from your pocket.

It was like holding a stack of money in my hand, counting and pulling out two of them.

Bite your fingers and start drawing talismans.

He Lan just watched this strange mysterious man quietly throughout the whole process.

Drawing talismans?

She has seen it before.

I have seen it in the temple, but the old monk used cinnabar.

This is the first time she has seen her with her blood.

Moreover, looking at his focused and focused appearance, it looks quite like that.

It makes people feel peaceful inexplicably.

In a short while, two talismans were drawn.

"These are two amulets, one for you, thank you, and the other for the owner of the villa, is my compensation.

If you are in danger, just throw it out.

Okay, let’s get cleared and we won’t see you!”

He Lan took the talisman and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ren Qianqiu raising his hand, "I'm allergic to you, goodbye, no see you!"
To be continued...