At nine o'clock in the evening, Wu Qizhe left the residence of Liangzi's mother and daughter.

On the way back, through the car window, he saw a store selling masks, so he stopped the taxi.

Walking directly into the mask shop, I saw a man in his thirties looking over.

"Hello sir, do you want to choose a mask?" The mask master looked at the guests who entered the door.

"Yes, I'm going to pick a mask. Do you have any introduction?" The reason why Wu Qizhe planned to buy a mask was to better protect Li Shi and Dong Xiang. A kind of investigator, because the few women he cares about are ghouls, so it is inevitable that there will be a day when he will fight the investigator. It is natural to have a mask to hide himself.

The mask shop has a lot of busts on which some pre-made masks have been put on.

"What kind of masks do you like, Mister." Bai continued: "Cute, scary, funny, serious."

"You can do whatever you want, I can do it." Wu Qizhe looked around, and finally turned his gaze to the shopkeeper, especially his eyes.

"Sir, you can choose whatever you want. These are masks that have already been made." Bai's expression was very calm. Although this store is mainly patronized by ghouls, humans will come occasionally.

As for the smell of the other party, although it is very attractive, he will never be stupid enough to do it in the shop. In addition to making masks for ghouls, this is also a place for him to hide his identity in human society.

So even if the prey in front of him is very attractive, he will not do it in the store, only if there is any movement, it will alarm the people around him, he will not be so stupid.

Wu Qizhe chose a silver mask with no extra color, which just covered the entire face, of course the eyes were to be exposed.

Wu Qizhe was about to give money to the owner of the mask shop, looked into his eyes, smiled slightly and said, "Boss, your eyes are easily misunderstood as ghouls."

Bai calmly smiled and said, "Guest, you really know how to joke. If it's a ghoul, how dare you show your eyes so blatantly? It's just a red invisible eye!" Pointing to his own eyes.

"That's right." Wu Qizhe handed the money to the other party and was about to leave when a new customer came to the mask shop

"Hey, there are customers in your shop." A charming female voice.

"Yeah." Bai responded lightly.

Wu Qizhe turned his head and saw the woman walking towards him.

From the first moment he saw the other party, Wu Qizhe felt amazed, this woman looks really good!

Being idle and bored, she planned to come to the mask shop to chat with Bai, but she didn't expect to find something unexpected. Her wine red eyes carefully sized up the man in front of her, and Wu Qizhe was no exception, sized her up at the same time.

Exquisite oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, burgundy eyes full of power, and icy skin without a trace of blemish.

He is about 1.68 meters tall, wearing a short gray and black one-piece dress, with fragrant shoulders, collarbone and snowy neck exposed, and long light red hair casually shawled, looking elegant and charming. Because of the height, those /legs look particularly slender, without /silk/socks/. She definitely has the money to wear it like that, because her skin is so good, so white and tender, there is no need to use /silk/socks/ to cover it up, and she directly wears a pair of white thin strappy high heels, revealing her lovely toes, like shellfish.

"Hello, sir." The red-haired girl blinked her electric eyes, and stretched out her white and delicate slender jade fingers.

"Hello." Wu Qizhe held each other

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hand smiled.

The red-haired girl smiled and said, "Sir, it's still so early, why don't you go to my bar and sit down?" The slightly moving red lips,

The fluttering of her nostrils and the strong fragrance from the other person made her close her eyes involuntarily.

"Is this okay?" Wu Qizhe didn't show much interest.

"Of course I'm going. A young man like you needs to socialize more in places like bars, otherwise he will be locked at home like an otaku all day long. He can't even find a girlfriend, so he can only rely on /work/mouth/ How pitiful it is to solve the problem with animation/manga." The red-haired girl blew into Wu Qizhe's ear, licked her lips, and the smile on her face became more and more charming.

"That's right, but I don't go to bars often." Wu Qizhe expressed embarrassment.

"Then we'll have to go even more." The red-haired girl had already naturally held Wu Qizhe's arm.

"But I don't know how to drink." Wu Qizhe continued to pretend to be stupid. He had already recognized that the other party was Itori Shiri who had just appeared in the anime, and the owner of this mask shop was undoubtedly Yu, a company that provided masks for ghouls. storefront.

"Hehe." Itori Liuli covered her mouth and said with a coquettish smile, "Sir, you really know how to joke, are there any young people who can't drink now?" Pulling Wu Qizhe, she walked out, turned her head, and signaled the other party not to follow.

"If you don't know how to drink, you have to practice even more. Our rb is inseparable from alcohol, whether it is interpersonal communication or private gatherings"

Looking at the two people who had gone away, there was a sneer on his face, poor human being, you just wait to be eaten by Itori without any scum left, it's just a pity, such delicious food.

Itori Shiri's bar opened in a residential area, and the two came to the third floor and pushed open the door of the cubicle.

"Qizhe-jun, this is my bar." Itori Shiri pulled Wu Qizhe into the bar.

"Miss Xili, why don't you have any customers in your bar." Wu Qizhe pretended to be surprised.

"Usually only regular customers come back to patronize." Itori Shiri came to the bar, found an exquisite wine glass, uncorked the red liquid and poured it into the glass, and the strong aroma of wine diffused in the air.

"Then Miss Xili and I just met, so you bring me here." Wu Qizhe said doubtfully.

"This is fate." Itori Shiri handed the glass of red wine to Wu Qizhe: "Qizhe-jun made me feel like old friends at first sight!" She was not in a hurry to start, anyway, she had already arrived at her own bar, short There should be no one to bother him for a while, so naturally there is no need to rush to do it.

"Really." Wu Qizhe took the glass and took a big gulp immediately, and pretended to choke on drinking, coughing several times.

"Qizhe-jun, are you okay?" Itori Shiri patted Wu Qizhe's back gently.

"It's okay, I don't drink often." Wu Qizhe turned his head to look at Itori Shiri and said with a simple and honest smile.

"That's it, then just come and drink often." Itori Shiri sat on the high chair at the bar: "It's okay for a man not to know how to drink."

"Of course." Wu Qizhe patted his chest: "Although I dare not say how much I drink, I should not be worse than Miss Xili.") Download a free reader!!

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