Chapter 445: Angry

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "I'll help you wash the windbreaker, I don't like that skirt, throw it away." ”

Fu Ling knew that it was not possible to play hard with Xuanwu, so he could only come soft. She walked up to Xuanwu and said in a consultative tone: "The skirt style is okay, and we have washed it together." ”

Xuanwu picked up the book and continued to look at it, ignoring Fu Ling.

Fu Ling bit his lip, "Look, although that skirt was bought by Liu Chuan, it is just a skirt, whether it is you or Liu Chuan who pays, it is a skirt." You can't even hate the skirt he bought because you hate Liu Chuan, we have to treat every piece of clothing fairly and justly. ”

Xuanwu looked up at Fu Ling, "Didn't you just say that you have money, you can buy it again?" ”

Fu Ling smirked twice, "Didn't I get angry for a while, and said casually, how can we spend the money we exchanged for our lives." ”

Fu Ling said this, remembered Bei Jianjun, and asked, "Did Bei Jianjun send money to your card?" ”

"Nope." Xuanwu replied.

Fu Ling blinked, "Bei Jianjun doesn't want to give money, right?" ”

"If you give it, you will receive it, and if you don't give it, forget it. You can't ask for this money as an account. ”

Fu Ling complained, "I'm all injured, and he can't give me medical bills." ”

Xuanwu frowned, "Fu Ling, we didn't go to the villa to make money, but to get rid of the evil spirit on the villa and prevent the evil ghost from harming people." ”

Fu Ling retorted: "Big brother, I'm not as noble as you, I worked hard just to make money, if I don't have money, I have to eat vegetarian three meals a day." ”

Fu Ling thought for a while, "I'm fighting for my lobster, and I received money from Bei Jianjun, I eat lobster." ”

Xuanwu knew that it was useless to talk to Fu Ling about morality, and none of them had a roast duck.

Fu Ling took the book in Xuanwu's hand, threw it on the corner, and said, "It's so late, don't read the book, tired eyes." You need to move your body, let's go wash the clothes, it's even harder to wash after a long time. ”

Fu Ling said, pulling Xuanwu up and pushing Xuanwu out of the room.

Xuanwu was helpless, "I'll tell you how to wash it, you can wash it yourself." ”

Fu Ling blinked, "Didn't you just say that you would help me wash it?" ”

"I only promised to wash my trench coat."

Fu Ling sighed, "You said you, why are you so angry, I have endured such a big loss today, and your mentality can't be calm." ”

Fu Ling muttered and picked up the clothes on the ground, and then pulled Xuanwu into the bathroom.

Fu Ling saw the washing machine and said, "Let's send it to the laundry to wash it." ”

"Wash it yourself." Xuanwu's tone was firm.

Fu Ling knew that the laundry clothes were all washed together, which was a taboo in Xuanwu.

Xuanwu said: "Pick out the area where the oil is splashed and apply dish soap." ”

"Okay." Fu Ling promised to run to the kitchen to get dish soap, and Fu Ling wiped it around, and in the end he was not sure that it was oily.

Xuanwu said, "Put some salt in a basin of water and melt it with warm water. ”

"Hey!" Fu Ling agreed and went to the kitchen to get salt, and when he came back, he poured the salt into the basin, turned on the faucet, adjusted the temperature of the water and began to receive water, and received most of the basin of water.

Xuanwu said: "Let's start washing, first wash the place where the dish soap has been wiped." ”

Fu Ling looked at the trench coat over and over, and he didn't know where the dish soap was.

Xuanwu sighed, wanting to come by herself, but she thought, this girl doesn't know anything, and it will be troublesome in the future, she needs to wash herself sooner or later, or teach her first now, so as not to be angry in the future.

Fu Ling tossed for a long time, and found that Xuanwu had no intention of helping her, so he bit his lip and said in his heart: Wash it yourself, like no one would.

Fu Ling didn't pick where there was oil, where there was no oil, and rubbed the whole clothes.

After washing the clothes, Fu Ling felt that his forearm was a little sore, and said to Xuanwu: "I'm tired, you can help me rub it." ”

Xuanwu glanced at Fu Ling, "Just wash two clothes, and you can be tired?" ”

"Well, my arm is sore."

Xuanwu is really speechless, how can he raise a girl, he can't pick his shoulders, he can't lift his hands, he can't recognize sesame seeds, and he can't distinguish the waste materials of beans.

Fu Ling looked at Xuanwu's expression a little weird, and said, "If you don't want to rub it, forget it." ”

Fu Ling turned around and went back to his room, and Xuanwu suddenly shouted, "Fu Ling, you haven't washed your face and brushed your teeth yet." ”

Fu Ling walked out of the room with his head down again, and without looking at Xuanwu, he picked up a toothbrush and began to wipe his teeth.

Xuanwu instructed, "Don't forget to wash your neck." ”

After Xuanwu finished speaking, he returned to his room, sat on the lounge chair, and began to depress his failed education methods.

Not long after, Fu Ling appeared in front of Xuanwu's door again and said to Xuanwu, "Do you have a plaster?" ”

Xuanwu was puzzled, "What are you going to do?" ”

Fu Ling said expressionlessly, "My arm hurts. ”

Xuanwu frowned, "Come in, I'll take a look." ”

Fu Ling walked into the room, sat on the bed opposite Xuanwu, and raised his two arms in front of Xuanwu.

Xuanwu picked up Fu Ling's right arm and began to rub it from top to bottom.

Xuanwu rubbed it a few times and said, "If it still hurts at night, take an ice pack and apply a cold compress." ”

"yes, I know." After speaking, Fu Ling stood up and walked out of the Xuanwu room.

Xuanwu sighed helplessly, and said in his heart: Why is it that the bigger it is, the worse it is, there are not so many things when you are young! It's good when she's still a soul, and she doesn't have to worry about her, she sleeps there for a few years, and she doesn't cry out that she's hungry.

Early the next morning, Xuanwu was woken up by the footsteps of Fu Ling and got up helplessly.

Xuanwu came to the kitchen and saw Fu Ling cooking porridge and asked, "Why did you get up so early today?" ”

"I'm hungry."

Xuanwu frowned, "Don't you want to eat buns yet?" ”

Fu Ling buttoned the lid of the rice cooker, "I want to eat, but I want to eat steamed eggs more, but unfortunately I can't make it, so I cook porridge." ”

After Fu Ling finished speaking, he went to the refrigerator to find side dishes that could be used to serve porridge.

Xuanwu knew that this girl's resentment last night had not yet been vented, he looked at Fu Ling and asked, "Does your arm still hurt?" ”

Fu Ling still didn't look at Xuanwu, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Fu Ling took out a bottle of olive vegetables and poured it into a small plate, then opened another bag of spiced peanuts and poured it into another plate.

Fu Ling brought two plates to the table, and microwaved four more buns and the dishes that were packed and brought back yesterday.

Xuanwu sat on the sofa reading the magazine, and from time to time he looked up at the expressionless Fu Ling.

After Fu Ling waited for the porridge to be ready, he put two small bowls on the table, and did not ask Xuanwu to eat, but lowered his head and ate it.

Xuanwu smiled helplessly, walked to the dining table and sat down opposite Fu Ling, and said, "I thought you wouldn't bring my portion of porridge today." ”

Fu Ling ate the bun and didn't speak. Xuanwu said helplessly: "You often say that getting angry is punishing yourself for other people's mistakes. How can you do such a loss. ”

(End of chapter)