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"Hey, what are you doing?" Shiryl snatched the tub from Fu Hang's hand and said with a shocked expression.

"Wash your clothes, didn't you say it, wash your clothes, and you will take us on a mission." Fuhang said as a matter of course, not at all as timid as Shirley had guessed before.

"But you can't really wash a girl's clothes, you, you're like this." Shiryl was shy, and her speech was a little slurred.

"It's okay, hehe." Fu Hang snatched the wooden basin and really washed Shirille's clothes.

Shirley couldn't resist him, so she could only be next to Fuhang in a daze, watching this Fuhang wash her own clothes.

"Shiryl, what's this little dress?" Fu Hang picked up a bra-style dress and held it to Shiryl. How could an old driver like Fuhang not know what this kind of thing was, it must be Sheryl's underwear. However, it is precisely because of the old driver that Fuhang will not let go of such a good opportunity to complete Shiryl.

"Ah, put it down for me." Only then did Shirriel remember that her underwear was also in the tub. Now, Fuhang holds his bra in front of his eyes. Shiryl was eager to find a hole to get into herself.

"Okay, okay, big villain, I'll just take you there, don't torture me." Shiryl's slender little hand covered her face with red glow, and begged for mercy from Fuhang.

"Hehe, it would have been nice to have done this earlier, but I'm still very trustworthy, you can wash this underwear yourself, and I'll help you with the rest." Fu Hang handed the bra to Shirille's hand, and he paid attention to the other clothes in the tub.

Shiryl watched from the sidelines. He suddenly discovered that Fuhang, who doesn't play tricks and doesn't play scoundrels, is also quite cute.

Indeed, next to the clear river, a young human in a spell costume was washing clothes for a beautiful female elf, and such a warm and harmonious scene did not make Shiryl intoxicated.

It was noon, and Sheryl let her sail by the creek and returned to the camp by herself. said that he wanted Fuhang to wait for him for a few minutes.

Looking at the mysterious appearance of Shirille, Fuhang was on the banks of the river in Astrana, looking at the sun boredly. In such a quiet place, it is possible to forget the existence of war. Fuhang didn't expect that when the Burning Legion was on the offensive, he could still take a break and enjoy a chic pleasure here.

Even Fuhang didn't know what enemy he would face in his next mission. The purpose that Fuhang has always adhered to is to live in the present and live every day well.

"Fuhang, I'm back." Shirmile was carrying a delicate fruit bowl with these two delicate pastries on it. Fuhang was surprised, do the Night Elves also like to eat this kind of thing?

"What is this?" Fuhang didn't quite believe that this was the pastry he knew, and questioned.

"Pineapple pie, this was given to me by the High Priest of Tyrande. Taste it. Shiryl looked at Fuhang expectantly.

Pineapple pie? Uncle Ram used to do quite a few things at the Warsong Lumberyard. And the taste is quite unique. I don't know what this pineapple pie tastes like.

Fu Hang pinched a piece, put it directly in his mouth, and chewed it slowly. Hey? How is this taste a little familiar, this seems to be the pineapple pie made by Uncle Ram.

However, in order to make Sheryl happy, Fuhang is still very satisfied.

Fuhang saw Shiryl's happy face and lost his mind for a while. This little girl can't be fond of me. Fuhang is really an afterthought, the girls have given you what the High Priest of Tyrande gave her, you don't understand this thought?

"How? It's delicious. Shiryl looked at Fuhang expectantly. The little hands kept pinching the corners of their clothes.

"Mm-hmm, of course it's delicious. You also eat a piece. ”

Fu Hang picked up the rest of the pastry and stuffed it into Shellyl's mouth.

Looking at the corners of Shirille's bulging mouth, he himself laughed unconsciously.

Damn, I won't like this girl too. Is this the rhythm of opening a harem? Fuhang was thrilled, and he thought with palpitations.

There is a knife on the head of the color word, and Fuhang must be weighed well. On weekdays, Shirrill and the Queen don't have a good relationship, and if they get along together in the future, it won't be upside down. Hee-hee, Fuhang said shamelessly.

Fuhang looked at Shiryl, who was full of happiness in front of him, and smiled.

"Drink some water." Fu Hang plucked a large leaf from the riverside, rolled up the water in the river and handed it to Shirley's side.

After eating, Shiryl took a few sips of the water handed over by Fu Hang and said, "Why are you giving me food, I have eaten it all." Shiryl's words are obviously unconfident, and she won't lie either.

How could Fuhang not see it. "Lied, lied to me. How's that, is our human stuff delicious? ”

Shiryl nodded, but thought back. Fuhang knows this kind of food, and must have eaten a lot of it. Is he still so happy to coax me? Shiryl was muttering in her heart, and the girl's delicacy was revealed.

"You've eaten it before." Shiryl asked weakly, obviously a little disappointed. She originally thought that Fuhang was the first time she had seen such a novelty.

"I've eaten it, but you've given it the best I've ever tasted." Fuhang said with a haha.

"You'll coax me." Shirley said with disgust.

Fuhang didn't know which tendon to draw, and said, "Shiryl, do you like me?" ”

Shirlill never expected Fuhang to carry out such a surprise attack, and in a panic, Shirlill knew what to say and what to do, and her hands kept pinching the corners of her clothes, and she was at a loss.

"Fuhang, you, are you confessing to me? And what about your Queen? Shiryl blushed and looked at Fuhang bravely.

Why is this my confession, isn't it me asking you again? This counterattack hit Fuhang as a squib. What a meme.

"I didn't mean that, I was asking you, oh no, yes." Fu Hang swallowed his saliva and said incomprehensibly.

"Ah, don't say any more, I don't want to hear it." Shiryl's slender little hands covered her ears and shook her head.

"Hehe, then I won't talk about it." As if he had been pardoned, Fuhang finally found a place to go down.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it, you man. Hum. Shirille's originally shy expression changed instantly, and she looked at Fuhang angrily.