The man took off his clothes, and then handed them to Xia He: "I can't finish painting for a while, can you please ask Xia and classmates to help wash my clothes?"

Xia He took the clothes and simply felt the clothes, this thing, if you wash it with cold water and rub it with your hands, you don't need to rescue it at all!

"Are you sure?" Xia He didn't move, looking up and asking him.

"Sure!" the man cried and laughed.

"It seems that you know the situation of this dress, which is why you retaliated so hard. ”

"It's just that when I saw it with the naked eye, I wasn't so sure, but now that I touch it, I'm 100% sure. "Xia He made no secret of his conspiracy, that's right, I just knew that your high-end outfit was very valuable, so I deliberately splashed your milk, and deliberately splashed a large piece on my chest, what can you do to me?

"So we're even, can we trouble you to get going?" the man gestured to another bucket of clean water.

Come on, I can't refuse at all now, Xia He originally wanted not to help him on the grounds that he didn't have clothes, but now it seems that this guy has been prepared, black heart!

Xia He jumped out of the chair, walked to the bucket, hesitated, and squatted down with his back to the man.

She doesn't know how to do laundry, especially if it requires skill and the stains are particularly strong. She scrubbed it in a good way, and then she started, and her clothes immediately wrinkled, and they were flattened with water, and there was no difference.

After washing, Xia He carefully patted the water dry, instead of wringing it directly, but the clothes were still Zou Baba. I love to read

"And then?" Xia He picked up the clothes, she didn't dare to shake the water, it was all drawing paper, although she really wanted to take revenge on this guy, but she didn't lack virtue to this point.

"There's a hair dryer over there, can you please bring it over?" The man turned around with a smile, knowing that if he didn't do anything to paint, Xia He would directly throw his clothes in his face, and then turn around and leave, so he lifted Xia He's clothes, and painted a lilac vine flower on the stain, and in order to cover up the stain, he also made a special shadow treatment.

Natsuwa curled the corners of his mouth to show his satisfaction, spread his clothes on the other side of the table, and went to get a hair dryer.

There will always be these drying equipment in the studio, and Xia He didn't think of this floor when he walked in, and he didn't expect that someone would use these things to deal with the stains on his body.

The noise of the hair dryer was a little loud, so both of them shut up directly, the man blew two clothes quietly, and Xia He drew casually on a piece of paper with a pencil, without a clear concept and no reference.

In the noise, she was immersed in her own world, and after the hair dryer was turned off, she suddenly realized that she had accidentally drawn a picture of a person, and that person was not anyone next to her, it was Chang Qiming.

The pencil in his hand fell, the refill broke when it touched the ground, and the barrel rolled to the side, hidden in the corner.

The man turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Xia He in a daze, and when he walked to her, he saw the messy painting, although it was messy, but it could be seen that it was a person, and the face was clearly displayed in the messy lines.

I don't know why, when she reacted to what she had drawn, Xia He had a moment of panic, she grabbed her wrist and pressed down her trembling fingertips. Her eyes were covered with a shadow, and she had hidden all her thoughts in it, but it would still be revealed inadvertently.

She didn't like it, the way she was emotionally controlled.