(Add more 33 to the mouth batter orange peel for the hall master's ascension protector!) ）

"What's more, Xiaodie helped him upstairs to sleep, I'll go out." The old lady was furious.

The white paper painting held her breath, pinched the corner of Shen Fu's clothes, and carried him into the house with difficulty, she was not too heavy, but she was too tasteful.

Shen Aotian asked, "What are you doing out there?" ”

"It must be Wan Jiaojiao who poured my son, I'll beat him!"

"Don't go!" Shen Aotian called out to her.

"Say one more!"

Under his wife's angry gaze, Shen Aotian clenched his fists, "I'll go!" ”

"Aotian, you're so handsome!" Sui Bingyue's eyes were immediately full of little stars, just like back then.

Shen Aotian left the house and immediately trotted all the way, to get to his son-in-law's house quickly, or he was afraid that his son-in-law would not be able to pass ten tricks in his daughter's hands, and if there was a place where the bones were removed, he would have to install them on himself.

His daughter only learned the ability to dismantle her own bones, and she didn't bother to learn it.

However, when he arrived at his son-in-law's house, the door was open, and he saw the drunken son-in-law gnawing at his daughter's face, and the fierce daughter seemed to have no strength.

After the end of the thing, Lao Shen turned around and left, he must have drunk all those big tonic wines, but he didn't know what happened to his son at home, so he couldn't help it?

~

On the second floor of Shen's house, the white paper painting carried Shen Fu to the door, and hesitated, did you really put such a stinky and drunken Shen Fu in the bedroom?

If he's in the bedroom, where are he going to sleep?

She pushed open the door to the other bedroom, where there was only a bare bed board.

"Shen Fu, do you prefer to sleep on a hard bed or a soft bed?" The blank paper painting was ashamed to induce, "I heard that a hard bed is good for the spine, especially if you write like this." ”

"Hard, it must be hard!" Shen Fu closed his eyes and shouted, "How can a man ...... u……”

"Wait a minute~" The white paper painting put Shen Fu in the corridor temporarily, entered the bedroom by himself, cleaned the bed board first, laid out a clean sheet, and then lay down on it for an interview, and rolled over.

"Uh, it's so hard~" She frowned, even if she changed it and let herself sleep here, it didn't seem to work.

At this time, her mother-in-law's voice came from downstairs, "Xiaodie, do you need my help?" ”

As a 100% daughter-in-law in the eyes of her mother-in-law, how can she let her mother-in-law interfere at this time.

"Mom, I can do it, little meaning!" The blank paper painting is talking big and worrying, what can I do tonight?

Sui Bingyue comforted, "That's good, remember to wipe his body, he will die of alcohol." ”

Ah, wipe yourself!

The blank paper painting was inspired, and I washed him clean and changed into clean clothes, so we could sleep together!

Sleeping with Shen Fu, who was dirty and smelly, she would rather help Shen Fu take a bath, after all, after all, he had never seen anything like herself~

Shen Fu could still walk, and he was still a little conscious, and the white paper painting helped him into the bathroom on the second floor, which not only had a shower, but also a bathtub.

She helped Shen Fu into the bathtub, asked him to lie down first, then ran back to the bedroom to get clean clothes, and came back to help Shen Fu take them off.

The top is easy, the pants are ......

"Ah, why is it stuck~" The white paper painting was so red that it was almost dripping blood, I had seen it before, it wasn't like this, could it be, could it be that it had evolved?

Shen Fu: Tonifying wine hurts people!

Finally got rid of all Shen Fu's clothes, and the white paper painting didn't dare to look at Shen Fu's body, so he directly took the sprinkler and sprayed it on Shen Fu's body.

Because of her habit of cleanliness, she actually likes to do housework on white paper, and just now she chatted with her sister-in-law while upgrading the hygiene of the kitchen.

She had strict requirements for hygiene, she used a bath towel, squeezed on the shower gel and rubbed it on Shen Fu's body, lowering her head from time to time to see if she was rubbing it correctly.

After all, Shen Fu did not sleep to death, and occasionally resisted and even fought back.

So the situation of the blank paper painting itself is not very optimistic.

After cleaning Shen Fu, he looked at his body of water, and his clothes were attached to his skin, not a fairy at all.

So she closed the curtain and let Shen Fu lie in the bathtub, took a shower herself, and then fished Shen Fu out in her pajamas, wiped it dry and changed her clothes, and served you wholeheartedly.

After an hour of labor, in exchange for a clean Shen Fu, he went back to the bedroom, and wrapped Shen Fu in a quilt into a silkworm baby with a blanket of white paper paintings, and his hands and feet were tied, so that he couldn't do anything to himself at night.

Lying next to Shen Fu, the heart of the white paper painting was also beating violently, the amount of labor was too great!

When her heart calmed down a little, she closed her eyes, and her mind was full of pictures of Shen Fu just bathing.

That visual impact was much greater than the previous three times when I woke up from Shen Fu's side.

"Oh, what are you thinking!" The blank paper painting was ashamed, he was Xiaodie's husband, although everyone was one, but it shouldn't be.

In order to dispel those strange thoughts, the white paper painting picked up the wooden zither and hugged it, his fingers gently plucked on the strings.

The sound is very soft, and the chaotic playing of the piano at the beginning gradually has a pattern, and the blank paper painting that has not been created for a long time suddenly has inspiration.

She didn't sit and stroke the qin while burning incense very formally, still maintaining the posture of the moment, lying on her side and hugging the guzheng, closing her eyes to find the rhythm that best suited her mood at the moment.

In order not to disturb her in-laws, the white paper painting played very lightly, but the sound reached her ears, which made her even more difficult to let go.

Unconsciously, her legs began to rest on the zither, and her skin was against the wood, as if she was not holding a dead thing like a zither, but a man behind her!

At this time, Guzheng has a soul, and her music also has charm.

After playing the last note of the white paper drawing with her eyes closed, she woke up suddenly, with some panic in her eyes, she put down the guzheng and got up to go to the bathroom.

Tonight, the fairy thinks about it.

……

The next day, Shen Fu woke up and saw a blank paper painting blowing.

It should be a blank paper painting, after all, it is difficult for others to blow the flute into such a beautiful melody.

Shen Fu wanted to rub his head, but suddenly realized, "Where is my arm?" Oh, found ......"

With difficulty, he freed his arm from the quilt wrapped in a chicken roll and rubbed his head, "White girl, what is this song called?" It's very good~"

The white paper painting put down the flute, with a smile on his face, and seemed to like the title of white girl.

"'A Bunch of Sunrise,' I wrote."

"The name...... Not bad! Shen Fu thought to himself, how can you read this word when the sun rises?

But this is obviously the meaning of a beam of light at sunrise, and suddenly, Shen Fu thought of the task assigned to him by Dr. Long Wu, watching the sunrise? High places? Kiss?

So Shen Fu immediately invited, "The sun has just risen, why don't we go to the roof to greet you." ”

"Ah, can you still go up?"

"Of course," Shen Fu teased the quilt, "go, take your flute, and blow it vigorously again!" ”

(The fifth update, or ask for a monthly pass, I hope to get a lot of monthly passes tomorrow morning, the ranking is a little unstable~)