However, before his words fell, the next moment he met the extremely dangerous gaze of the night.

"What did you say?"

Feeling the oncoming pressure, the bald head only felt that it instantly shrunk to the corner of the wall, and the terrifying black cloud shrouded the entire head, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down from his forehead.

It's terrible, it's terrible!

Did he say something wrong?

"No! I also think it's better to let the bald head come along! Holding the hot ginger tea, Feng Ge said, although he knew that there was a certain bastard in front of him, but there was still a sense of guilt in letting the two-year-old doll wipe her hair, there was wood!

Hearing this, Su Ye's face immediately darkened, "No! ”

"Why not?" Looking directly at the night, Feng Ge couldn't help but ask.

Facing Shang Fengge's straight gaze, a touch of crimson couldn't help but rise on Su Ye's face.

"If I say no, I can't do it, and if I move it again, I'll throw this skirt away, and it's wet anyway." Su Ye said, and was about to get the pink skirt that was replaced by Feng Ge because it was soaked.

Before the words fell, the next moment, the pink skirt had been hugged by Feng Ge into his arms. "Mine."

"Idiot, wet." Su Ye said, and immediately took the pink skirt out of Feng Ge's arms and put it in the wooden basin on the side.

How do you know, in the next moment, Feng Ge directly hugged the wooden basin into his arms without blinking.

lowered his head, obediently let Su Ye wipe his hair, and didn't say anything more.

Looking at Feng Ge, who was holding a wooden basin and lowering his head, he had never been so well-behaved, and his expression couldn't help but stagnate.

I've never seen this idiot so obsessed with anything other than eating, what is the point of this dress.

After a while, after wiping his hair, changing into clean and warm clothes, sitting in the quilt, holding ginger tea, Feng Ge felt that he had finally come to life.

turned her head, but found that Su Ye, who was standing next to her, had picked up the wooden basin where the skirt was put and washed quietly on the side.

With a flickering expression, the figure of Xiao Shuye in front of him and the figure of the former spirit servant Shuye constantly coincided, and Feng Ge couldn't help but be a little stunned.

In the past, when she was still a spiritual servant, it seemed like this, helping her cook, wash clothes, make beds, clean, and cover her with a quilt in the middle of the night, which can be said to be a perfect and qualified spiritual servant.

But at that time, it was because of the identity of the spirit servant and because of the spirit stone, and she was oppressed by her.

And now, he is obviously no longer a spirit servant, and he will no longer be controlled by the spirit stone, why, do you have to help her do this.

I still remember that four hundred years ago, when I was still the Night Emperor of the Underworld, I was a big black-bellied lazy worm who came to open his mouth and stretched out his hand when he came to eat, and only when he was by his father's side, he was a good son who was filial and well-behaved.

Now, is it used to it?

The scary thing is that she seems to be used to being taken care of by him so meticulously.

In the previous months of war, the dependence on him was finally reduced, and it was only half a month, and he came back completely!

The inexplicable sense of guilt made Feng Ge couldn't help but stretch out his hand, "That, it's night, I'll wash it!" Feng Ge said, just about to get up.

"Fools with zero scores will be honest with me." In the next moment, the voice of the night sounded slowly.

Feng Ge, how did this bastard know about "........?!!

Finally, after packing up everything, I called the bald head big and the bald head two in the night.

Now, the top priority for them is to cope with tomorrow's actual combat assessment.

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