He Xiuxiu's sudden visit undoubtedly made Sandao uneasy on this night.

When Sandao was still looking at He Xiuxiu blankly, He Xiuxiu had already rushed into the house.

"Sleep, sleep, bath, sleep!"

She shouted, jumped, jumped, ran.

Before Sandao could react to this sudden everything, He Xiuxiu had already rushed into the bathroom.

"What the hell!" the sound of the bathroom door closing brought Sandao back to his senses.

He closed the door softly, and then after a moment of inexplicable conjecture came to an end. It may be an involuntary fantasy, or it may be a kind of precipitation of daily thought.

All in all, Sandao at this time suddenly had a little heartbeat.

After he entered the door, he found that the door of the bathroom was actually half-hidden, and it was obvious that He Xiuxiu just closed it casually. Immediately after, he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

There is no bathtub in this bathroom, only a shower. Therefore, Sandao can already imagine the posture of He Xiuxiu standing under the head of the lotus shower. It may be like a beautiful little flower, watered by the shower, dancing shyly.

"Is the water hot enough!" he suddenly shouted so suddenly, like a concern, but also like a kind of greed. His inquiries were not answered, and all he heard was the sound of running water.

"There's a new towel in the drawer!" Sandao muttered for a moment before shouting abruptly, but he still didn't get any response.

At this time, Sandao began to be a little worried. Or, he just wanted to use this concern as an excuse. So he slowly approached the half-hidden wooden door, and he tried to glance inside, but he immediately felt that it was very vile and shameless.

He thought that the landlord of this room must have had his brain in the water at that time to install such a door here. In fact, the landlord can completely replace the wooden door with a glass door, which will undoubtedly be more exquisite and beautiful. Of course, if the door is gone, Sandao thinks that it is obviously harmless.

But now, this door is half-concealed just right. Sandao couldn't see anything but a washbasin. For a moment, he even wanted to kick in like that, and then hug He Xiuxiu and give her a passionate 'mouth'.

But this kind of conjecture can only make him feel inexplicably excited and inexplicably lost. He despised his timidity, and that was more than once.

Sandao didn't know how long he had been waiting at the door, he just felt like he had fallen asleep again. The sound of the water in the bathroom was still 'banging', and Sandao began to feel that something was wrong at this time.

"Sister He, He Xiuxiu~" He tried to shout a few more times, but still didn't hear any answer, "I'm coming in, I'm really coming in!"

After receiving no answer to such an inquiry, Sandao finally had the courage to gently push the door open.

"Sister He?" he didn't rush into the bathroom immediately, but whispered like a thief while slowly sneaking in on his tiptoes while half-squatting.

"Sister He!" At that moment, his light call turned into an exclamation. What he saw was He Xiuxiu lying on the ground, and the cold water that was still being sprayed.

He Xiuxiu was lying under the head of the shower, and her whole body was drenched with water. Three knives thought that He Xiuxiu had fainted, or, fainted. But when I got closer, I found that He Xiuxiu was actually asleep.

When Sandao was sure that He Xiuxiu was really just asleep, and he could still hear He Xiuxiu's snoring clearly, Sandao breathed a sigh of relief. But then, Sandao immediately trembled violently and looked at He Xiuxiu, who fell to the ground.

He began to gulp and swallow. His gaze began to crawl unscrupulously on He Xiuxiu's body like an earthworm.

He Xiuxiu, who was drenched in water, undoubtedly looked sexier and more charming. This is evident from the black touch on her chest alone.

Sandao stared blankly for a long time before turning off the faucet with hindsight. He wrapped He Xiuxiu in a bath towel, and then carried him out of the bathroom.

He didn't put He Xiuxiu on the bed immediately, because He Xiuxiu was still soaking wet at the moment. But he didn't dare to take He Xiuxiu naked and wipe it again, so he put He Xiuxiu under the air conditioner under repeated entanglements and madness, and then used a hair dryer to dry her.

Who would have thought that as soon as the sound of the hair dryer came to mind, He Xiuxiu, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly jumped up from the chair. She first looked left and right in a daze, and then directly ignored the existence of the three knives and began to take off her clothes.

"Hmm~mm~" She muttered that she didn't know what she was talking about, maybe she was feeling uncomfortable with the water stains all over her body.

Sandao was undoubtedly taken aback by her actions, he hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, and then looked at He Xiuxiu through the slowly parting fingers. He said in a panic: "Sister He, you drank too much. Are you okay~ You, don't catch a cold!"

"Huh?" He Xiuxiu snorted at the three knives as if she was snorting with her nose, and then she suddenly kicked three knives and kicked three times, and said in a daze: "You rascal~Get out, go out~"

Sandao was kicked out of the room by He Xiuxiu, he stuck to the door, and shouted inside in a panic: "Then you sleep, don't catch a cold!"

In fact, for a long time, Sandao wanted to go in and have a look several times. Of course, he told himself that he just wanted to go in and see how He Xiuxiu was doing, at least, he felt the need to cover her with a quilt, so as not to catch a cold on He Xiuxiu. But this idea, which seemed to him to be of great concern, was ultimately rejected by him.

Because from time to time, a picture will appear in his mind, a picture of He Xiuxiu lying naked on the bed. This image made him care and desired. He was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the evil in his heart, and he even began to regret why he didn't drink him drunk like He Xiuxiu.

In this way, even if something happens, he has a complete reason to shirk.

Now, however, Sandao can't do anything but endure the torment alone in another tiny bedroom. What he couldn't figure out the most was how He Xiuxiu, a girl, could run to get drunk in the middle of the night, followed her here inexplicably, and finally fell asleep like she had arrived at her own home.

For this reason, the three knives have been tossing and turning for a long time, and finally fell asleep with a muffled snort.

"You're in luck. In the middle of the night, I won't toss!Hmph~"

……

The next day, an earth-shattering scream suddenly rang out from Sandao's bedroom. It was like an alarm sounding out of thin air, deafening and terrifying.

At that time, Sandao was pooping in the bathroom. He was so frightened by this scream that he didn't even dare to fart, he hurriedly lifted his pants and ran out of the bathroom, into the small bedroom that belonged to him. He was sure he was going to be unlucky, though he hadn't done anything dirty.

In just a few moments, the door to the large bedroom was slammed open. Immediately, Sandao heard He Xiuxiu's scolding, "Hua Sandao, you are a thousand knives." Man, you give me death!"

Sandao poked his head out of the small bedroom, he looked at the aggressive and angry He Xiuxiu and said, "I didn't do anything, I was wronged!"

"Fart!" He Xiuxiu was so angry when she heard that she threw her two slippers at the three knives. But soon, her somewhat calmed mood seemed to make her realize something in a trance.

She tried to recall, but her groggy brain only gave her memories of before she got drunk. As for why she was here, she couldn't remember how she remembered it.