My Two-dimensional Wife is a Rebirth

"Forget it," Mu Xiaoxiao took the paper towel and wiped it carelessly twice, "Besides, why do you care so much about your image when eating, I'm not a noble..."

"But, everyone is watching this way."

Always feel a little embarrassed.

"Huh?" Mu Xiaoxiao also realized at this time that many people around were indeed looking at this place, but, "It's not about me, it's about you, Joan of Arc."

"Hey?"

"You didn't notice it, did you?" Mu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, "Dignified Miss Saint, such a beautiful girl, of course they will all be attracted to you."

Uh, they are all looking at me?

Joan scanned the surroundings, her cheeks were a little embarrassed, but it didn't look like it, no matter how you looked at it, she looked like she was looking at the little...

"boom!"

"Phew, I'm done eating... so happy, huh? There's still a lot left, waiter, pack it up!"

"..."

Seeing Joan's dull expression, Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled, "Reincarnators still have to learn how to live. It's not good to waste these food. It's also good to put them in the space backpack as storage supplies."

"Oh, I got it," Joan of Arc suddenly realized, "But, is there a shortage of food in the Lord God's Dimension?"

"There is no shortage of space for the main god, but there is still a shortage of reincarnations, right?" Mu Xiaoxiao patted her head and laughed, "Maybe it's because I have an occupational disease, and I got used to it when I was a reincarnation, ahahaha .”

"..."

When they walked out of the restaurant, the sky had already darkened. It was night, so Mu Xiaoxiao rubbed her belly.

"Take it as an after-dinner exercise, walk on the street and then go back to the hotel, okay?"

"I have no objection," Joan of Arc replied, looking at the neon lights of this small town at night, she couldn't help sighing, "A different world...it's hard to imagine, now I'm really in a different world .”

"It's good to get used to this kind of thing." Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the beautiful side face of Miss Saintess beside her, shrugged her shoulders, "It's nothing strange to see it a lot in the future, but, this little girl The town at night is also very beautiful.”

It seems to be summer here, the sky at night, you can see a lot of stars, very beautiful.

In this strange city and small town, looking at these strange streets and scenes, I also feel a little inexplicable.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who had been silent for a long time, made Jeanne next to her turn her head to look at him, and what caught her eyes was the scene of the young man beside her in a daze.

"Little? What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing." The two walked to an open space in a park, and sat down on a nearby stone bench. Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head, "It's just... suddenly I miss my old home."

"The former home..."

"My relatives and friends are no longer there, but...there are still my memories," Mu Xiaoxiao let out a long sigh of relief, "It feels really complicated."

"Then go back and have a look?" Joan looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, "Now, Xiaoxiao, can you go back?"

"Yes, yes...let's talk about it after a while," Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head, "There are still a few places to go..."

Joan of Arc looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's sad expression, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "Don't think too much, how about taking a little rest? Would you like to try a knee pillow?"

"..."

Mu Xiaoxiao turned her head and gave Joan a weird look, "Miss Saintess would offer to give me a knee pillow? Are you kidding me? Are you sure it's serious?"

"What are you talking about now? Didn't you also have a knee pillow?" At that singular point, the two of them had a lot of intimate actions together.

"Oh, you said that time," Mu Xiaoxiao also remembered, blinked her eyes, and smiled playfully, "Well, although the knee pillow is also pretty good, but I'm looking forward to another thing than this Woolen cloth."

"what?"

Joan looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what Xiao Xiao was talking about.

"Compared with the knee pillow, I still want to rest on that thing," Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes fell on the bulging chest of Miss Saintess. I have to say that Joan's breasts are really big, and even the clothes she wears are stretched out. Gotta swell up, quite towering and plump.

???

Joan of Arc instinctively lowered her head and followed her small gaze. When she saw clearly what Mu Xiaoxiao was wearing, her face froze, and then the blush began to spread, spreading all the way to her fair neck, and the temperature rose. Cheeks are hot.

"What... what? This... this kind of thing..."

Miss Saintess was a little panicked, "Xiao Xiao! It's too...Hi!"

"No, no, this has nothing to do with H," Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head solemnly, "It's just that it's more comfortable to sleep on it..."

As he said that, his expression suddenly became sad, "Maybe it's because my parents passed away very early. I have always been a lonely person, so I have a tendency to be a little sister-in-law, and I also like big... ...I always feel more comfortable lying on it."

"Ah, of course, I also know that girls can't be put on other people's pillows casually, so just ignore those words just now, and treat them as my own words, ah ha ha ha."

"..."

Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao's quiet tone and expression, Joan pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, she hesitated for a moment, looked around, there was no one in the park at night, immediately blushed, and whispered Said.

"That...if...Xiaoxiao you really want...I can let you lie down for a while."

"Huh? Really?"

"Um......"

"However, isn't that bad?" Mu Xiaoxiao tilted her head, "We're just friends. It's too bad to take advantage of you like this. Let's go back and find a style, although hers is relatively small."

Hey, the two ceremonies will hit someone when they hear this!