Chapter 239: Washing the Skirt (Top 100 Plus on the Recommended Vote List)

Shen Mo was stunned, "You don't mind?" โ€

"It's just a game, what do you care?" Bai Youwei closed her eyes and said slowly, "Besides, my white dress is worn out, why wash it......"

Shen Mo: "Rags can be washed, but what can't be washed in a dress." โ€

Bai Youwei: "......"

She had a headache.

"Take advantage of my illness and lack of strength, you can scare me." Bai Youwei said in a depressed manner, "Send me to the bedroom, I want to rest." โ€

Shen Mo smiled faintly and carried her to the bedroom.

The three bedrooms are similar, Shen Mo picked one casually, there are many dolls in it, on the table, on the ground, on the windowsill, and on the bed, he put Bai Youwei down, waved his hand and swept away the dolls on the bed, and all kinds of ragdoll teddy bears fell to the ground scattered all over the place.

Then go to the next bedroom and pick out three women's clothes from the wardrobe, vintage styles, gorgeous and sophisticated, with a set of shoes and socks and accessories, as if specially prepared for Lolita-style dolls.

Bai Youwei fell on the bed and was already drowsy, and when Shen Mo came back with her clothes, she half-raised her eyes and chose a black set at random.

Shen Mo looked at the other two sets and asked her, "Are you sure about this?" โ€

"Hmm." Bai Youwei said weakly, "Couple pretend." โ€

"......" Shen Mo looked down at his black T-shirt, and was a little speechless for a while.

He put the remaining two sets of clothes back, and when he returned to the bedroom, Bai Youwei had already fallen asleep with the black dress, which should have been too uncomfortable, so she was wrapped in a bath towel and rolled up the quilt, and she didn't even change her clothes in a mess.

Shen Mo sat down on the edge of the bed and pressed it against her forehead, she didn't realize it, and fell asleep quietly.

After taking a bath, my body temperature dropped slightly, and it was not as hot as just now, but my cheeks were still red and hot, and my brows were slightly wrinkled, like an irritable kitten.

Shen Mo stroked the broken hair on her forehead, then got up and walked out of the room.

He went to the bathroom.

The wet and dirty dress was still there, crumpled and piled on the edge of the sink, not much stronger than a rag.

Shen Mo unscrewed the faucet to wash clothes.

He washed quickly, like a marching army, rubbed off the stain neatly, changed it with clean water and washed it again, wrung it out, and shook it offโ€”

Syllable!

The white skirt shook off the droplets, like rain, shiny.

Shen Mo smiled silently.

It's a pity that the skirt is torn, but he thinks she looks good in a white dress.

There was a knock on the door outside, bang, bang.

"Who's in there?" Tan Xiao shouted outside, "I want to take a shower!" It smells of mud! โ€

Li Li shouted in the back: "What are you wearing after taking a shower?!" โ€

"You don't care what I'm wearing! Don't wear your clothes anyway! โ€

"I'm afraid that you will stab me naked when the time comes, okay?"

Laughing and laughing: "Hahahaha, you four-eyed chicken!" It's no different if you don't wear glasses than if you're blind! โ€

Li Li: "Damn! โ€

Two people are arguing.

Shen Mo opened the door, and the conversation outside was stunned, "...... Brother Mo, are you taking a bath? โ€

"Nope." Shen Mo stepped aside and said lightly, "Go wash it, there's hot water in it." โ€

"Oh!"

After talking and laughing into the bathroom, Li Li had no opponent, and the whole room was suddenly a lot quieter, and even Yan Qingwen showed an expression that he could finally be quiet.

Shen Mo took the skirt downstairs, dragged the old pine floor hanger to the fireplace, and hung the skirt to dry.

Ten people, one fell ill, one was taking a bath, and the remaining eight were in the downstairs living room, relatively silent and silent for a while.

Luon wanted to smoke, so he pulled out a pack from his pocket, and the cigarette case was dripping with water.

He cursed in a low voice, and irritably threw the rain-soaked cigarette case into the fireplace, and the red flame shook and continued to burn.

Yan Qingwen said: "Now that the people have arrived, the game still hasn't started, what do you think the reason will be?" โ€