Fang Manman figured out that it was still Saturday, and couldn't help but feel the power of that space.

If there is a space elf as a friend, wouldn't it be possible to steal time and use one day as a year?

For example, if a writer originally writes a million-word novel, it takes a year, and if he writes it in one day, wouldn't that be ......

Well, it doesn't seem to be interesting. Because in the eyes of others, it only took him one day, but in fact, he still used a year.

Fang Manman tried his best to persuade himself not to be tempted by that space elf's ability.

But the little round kept nagging in her ear.

"Sister, haven't you been thinking about getting rid of Lu Dashao?

With Chen Fangzhou's help, isn't this a piece of cake? ”

Although Jin Xin felt that Xiaoyuanzi was the grass on the wall, he stood in line for a while, and then said bad things about him.

But it wouldn't object, Fang Manman took the space elf.

Between the elves of different attributes, the spiritual power is complementary, and when they gather together to cultivate, the effect will be multiplied.

Fang Manman said to Lu Ye, he really didn't want to see it now.

Embarrassed.

Although she knew that Lu Ye had no ill will towards her, how could he just ...... casually

I really can't see each other after that.

Downstairs, Fang Man was startled when he saw the vines in the yard.

In the morning, she got up late and didn't drop blood!

Xiao Yuanzi saw her look and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's already dropped, and it's Lu Dashao's help." ”

Fang Manman: "......"

How does this help?

"Lu Dashao thinks that you drop a drop of blood every day, which is too pitiful, so he drops a drop himself every day.

This morning, it was he who deliberately turned off the alarm and didn't call you. But he dripped. ”

What's the matter? Fang Man said with annoyance, "Then I don't count, right?" ”

"Yes, sister, if you miss a day, you don't count. Now I can only drop the young master's. Maruko nodded.

"And what if I drip again?" Fang Manman did not give up.

"That's not counting." Xiao Yuanzi said very firmly.

"Why not? Let Lu Ye stop dripping, I'll drop again, why don't you count? Fang Manman asked.

Yes, of course. But Maruko still shook her head expressionlessly.

In its opinion, anyway, Lu Dashao and his sister are not separated from each other, so there is no need to be so troublesome.

"Sister, this vine is also spiritual.

The blood of the road is more energetic than your blood, absorbs it better, and is able to share consciousness earlier.

Besides, doesn't your mother not remember you now, but only Lu Dashao? ”

Xiao Yuanzi's serious nonsense made Fang Manman completely rest.

Seeing the suckling pigeon wolfberry soup that had been stewed in the kitchen on the casserole of the coal stove, Fang Man couldn't help but sigh.

This is really not as good as heaven. Why can't you get rid of this big demon king?

Fang Man touched his shriveled stomach, smelled the fragrant bone broth, and put the bowl very spinelessly and ate it.

When she was full, she took the hot water, and she planned to wash the dirty clothes.

Only then did I find that the clothes I wore in the morning had been washed and hung on the balcony north of the living room, where it was exposed to the west.

Lingerie, also hung there.

Fang Manman petrified.

She felt that Lu Ye was definitely evil.

The young master who doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers came to his own house and became a nanny?

When I thought of it, those big hands, washing these small clothes, that kind of picture was so beautiful, Fang Manman couldn't bear to look at it directly.

I didn't know how to wash it at first, but my mother taught me by hand.

He's a rough man, how can he do it?