Chapter Thirty-Seven: Laundry, No

There is no need to wait, she is reborn after her mood is relaxed, but the cost of this bloody rebirth is a bit big, and she has never been so embarrassed.

Wei Ye was busy, and turned out the toilet in her house, and there was hot water in the room for her to take a bath.

The little lady chuckled, her eyes glued to him, and she lost the distressing fragility of the party.

Wei Ye relaxed and couldn't help but tease her: "You ...... Will it work? ”

Zhao Lian was stupid, and she didn't have time to react Wei Ye's hand stretched out to the table, the cloth bag?

Her eyes widened, she slapped hard, and exclaimed, "I'll use it myself." ”

As a result, Wei Ye crossed over and lifted the rope of the medicine bag, but he was more serious than her, and said in surprise: "What do you want?" You, you want to ......"

"I ......"

The whole person gritted his teeth. Heh, even if he doesn't kill her, one day she will be. She didn't believe it was unintentional.

She exploded, and the consequences were severe.

How much of a girl's shameful anger is contained in a rolling word, and Zhou Liang, who had just climbed to the roof to repair the tiles, knew that he was so shocked that he leaned back and almost fell.

I couldn't help but glance at the man, and saw that the man seemed to come out of the little lady's boudoir happily. He sneered and stopped looking at him.

Wei Ye handed the medicine to Jinbao and walked out of the courtyard. Covering the stars and catching the moon, day and night, even if you beat people with iron, you are tired.

Walking to the hammock, he curled up and lay down, the trunk was under great pressure, and pressed down hard, and the squeaky bamboo hammock barely held him.

Zhao Lian finished washing and was about to call someone for help. When he came to the courtyard, he was angry, could such a small hammock withstand him to lie down?

Walking in, she stopped.

Wei Ye slept on the incense. The sleep is excellent, quiet, and the edges and corners of the words are not pleasing to the dough-like face. She inappropriately remembered the neighbor's child in her previous life, who was cute when she was asleep, but very annoying and skinny when she woke up.

She went to the kitchen and saw Jinbao guarding the medicine stove and munching on the buns with relish.

She was awkward in talking, Jinbao was thick-minded, so she also earned silver taels for nothing, and she didn't care about those. Zhao Lian was a little embarrassed, the two talked, and after a while, Zhao Lian fell in love with this lovely girl.

"Jinbao, are you really my family's guard and live here? My family is very poor. ”

"It's a maid." Kimble replied. After a pause, she asked her soul question: "Can you have enough food at home?" ”

"Of course, you'll be well fed. You saved me, thank you. ”

Jin Bao patted his chest happily and said with a smile: "Oh, that's what Mr. Wei ordered." ”

"I heard him say that your kung fu is very good, how many can you fight ordinary people?"

"Ten or twenty is no problem."

"That's amazing." Zhao Lian sighed.

"Can you fly on the water? Or on the roof? Zhao Lian grabbed her arm and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Jinbao squinted at her, didn't speak, as if he was retarded, and shook his head.

Zhao Lian froze, she was despised.

Alas, the dream of martial arts is shattered.

Such a good kung fu, as long as you have a full meal. This is the girl who came from somewhere.

Zhao Lian asked curiously, "Where do you live?" ”

"Mr. Wei won't let me say."

"And what does your family do?"

"Mr. Wei won't let me say this." Jinbao still said.

Zhao Lian: "......"

It's even more suspicious, what identity can't be said. It's just a guard, mysterious and mysterious.

"Oh, my house is too small, so I probably won't be able to live in you." Zhao Lian teased her.

"You can lay on the floor."

Zhao Lian was speechless again. This is Laiding's house. Daddy Zhao hasn't agreed yet. She brought up another topic.

"Why is it called Mr. Wei Ye?"

"My dad called it."

Zhao Lian suddenly felt tired, she felt that this girl was a little cold, what did she say.

So the two of them squatted quietly around the fire.

There was a thud outside, followed by the shaking of leaves.

She and Kimble rushed outside the hospital.

I saw that the hammock above shook violently, and Wei Ye below fell to the ground, covering his head with his hands and grinning.

"Poof~ha!" Zhao Lian couldn't straighten up with a smile.

Jinbao couldn't help but laugh.

Wei Ye glared at them fiercely, stretched out his hand, and said angrily, "Help me up." Two white-eyed wolves. ”

Zhao Lian snorted and approached, taking his hand, "Get up, uncle." ”

As soon as Wei Ye exerted his strength, Zhao Lian pounced on him instead. Disgusted, he let go of his hand and got up on his own.

"Why don't you help me. Blind you with the money I gave you. ”

"My dad said that when the two of them are stirring, outsiders should not insert it. I don't think you want me to help you. Jinbao touched his head and said.

Wei Ye coughed, no, he didn't care.

"We don't apply that." Zhao Lian set aside and stood far away.

Jinbao couldn't figure it out, weren't these two fiancΓ©s. Her eyes kept circling around them, and Zhao Lian was inexplicably weak in that look.

He clapped his hands and turned to look at her hammock as if it were natural.

The bamboo hammocks were deformed, and the parts fixed to the tree were worn out, and there were new, deep marks on the tree.

Zhao Lian was distressed, her hammock was meaningful, how much did she touch her mouth to get it. It didn't take long, and it was almost scrapped today.

"You see, my hammock is going to break. You're so heavy, it's so small. You guys don't fit. She pointed to the hammock and complained.

"I fell, and you don't feel sorry for me, but you feel sorry for this dead thing. The reason why I sleep on it is because I'm tired, tell me how I'm tired. Wei Ye also went back with an incredulous accusation.

"Well, you can sleep somewhere else." Zhao Lian's heart is weak, and she has no confidence to speak.

"Where, is it Uncle's room or yours?"

"I have a vacant house."

"I don't know."

Zhao Lian was blocked back, turned around and left, "I can't talk about you." ”

Wei Yegan watched the people leave, shook his head, and said to himself: "My head is broken, how can I say this." ”

Turning around, he looked up and down the little girl's beloved hammock, which was particularly unpleasant to the eye, tsk, he couldn't even compare to the hammock.

If it's broken, he'll get a new one.

When Wei Ye found the well, he saw a wet line behind the little girl, a huge wooden tong beside her, and a basin of clothes in front of her. And the little girl was bending down to fetch water.

Wei Ye's face pulled, the terrifying momentum was pervasive, Zhao Lian's back was cold, there was something close to him, he looked up, and was startled, "How do you like to scare me, people are scared to death." ”

"Laundry?" He said in a sinister voice.

Zhao Lian well, pushed him away, "Don't look at the girl's work." ”

But his face was already as black as ink, "Didn't you hear the doctor say that you can't touch cold water these days?" ”

His face was too terrible for Zhao Lian to answer. but the heart is sudden, and it rises. How can he remember this?

After a long time, Zhao Lian hesitated and said: "Just once, don't get in the way." ”

Wei Ye's eyes pressed the little girl so hard that she didn't dare to raise her head. Obviously she didn't do anything wrong, who washed if she didn't wash it.

The corners of Wei Ye's mouth pulled, and he squatted down with one hand holding the basin as if he was hateful, and grabbed his clothes with the other hand and rubbed them vigorously.

Zhao Lian slammed it so ripe that it exploded and smoked.

screamed and tugged at his clothes: "Ah, Wei Ye, you let go, let go." I don't wash it, I'll wash it again in a few days. There is a difference between men and women. ”

Oh my God, there's that one on it.