The moment she saw Kong Zhishu appear, Su Wanniang almost burst into tears, she can't describe that kind of mood now, how excited and relieved she is.

No matter how beautiful and wide the world is, her harbor is by his side.

She had never been so worried about Kong Zhishu as this time, she stepped on the center of the trap, couldn't see the people outside, and couldn't get out.

But when Kong Zhishu appeared, Su Wanniang breathed a sigh of relief, she told herself that with him, she didn't need to worry about anything.

That sense of security is like a plane that finally landed safely in the face of a plane crash.

"The lady is distressed as a husband?" Kong Zhishu's tone suddenly looked a little proud.

"So what?" Su Wanniang responded, "Look at your pride, the fox's tail is cocked to the sky to sweep the house for the Jade Emperor!" ”

"Where is the fox tail for the husband? The lady didn't believe it and came over to take a look~" Kong Zhishu became more and more cheerful, and after teasing Su Wanniang for a few words, she began to rub hard, while saying, "The lady doesn't like to be a stinky husband, so she has to wash it a few more times for her husband, and the wash is fragrant~ So that the lady will be happy to have a round house with her husband~"

"Get rough~" Su Wanniang didn't hold back and scolded, "Pretending to be stunned or pretending to be mentally retarded!" Speak normally! ”

Compared with Su Wanniang's low roar, the people behind the screen were really smiling heartily.

Although Kong Zhishu did not have a habit of cleanliness, he couldn't withstand the attack power of the garbage heap, so he changed the water three times and washed it for half an hour.

After getting dressed, the first thing Kong Zhishu did was to pounce on Su Wanniang, and then put his head in front of Su Wanniang's nose to let Su Wanniang smell if it was very fragrant.

Kong Zhishu doesn't like to use Zhu Ling very much, so he always uses soap horns for bathing, so it smells really fragrant.

Su Wanniang's face was tickled by the black head, but Kong Zhishu was so strong that she couldn't push it away.

"You're so naïve! Kong Zhishu, are you you! Wouldn't it be like going to the garbage heap and being replaced? ”

"If you really have your soul changed, can you still treat the lady like this?" Kong Zhishu smiled, raised his head, bent down and pecked Su Wanniang's lips, "Delay the birth of the big fat boy for the husband, this Feng Alliance master, died well." ”

"Where are you talking like this~" Su Wanniang glanced at the hole in her eyes, let him hold it, and calmed down, sticking to his chest, smelling the faint smell of soap on his body, very relieved.

"Quickly wipe your husband's hair~" Kong Zhishu raised his hand and ate tofu on Su Wanniang's little buttocks, and then handed the dry cloth on his shoulders to Su Wanniang.

Su Wanniang took the dry cloth and touched it, the things in Jianren Villa were really good things, and even the cloth for wiping her hair was surprisingly soft.

She sat on his lap with the cloth in her hand, gently rubbing Kong Zhishu's wet hair.

Don't look at Kong Zhishu as a big man, but the hair quality is very good, very soft, and I feel a little envious and jealous when I see her.

When no one is around, Kong Zhishu naturally takes off his mask, because of the posture of the two of them, so Su Wanniang will be half a body taller than him.

When Su Wanniang helped him wipe his hair, he enjoyed the two lumps of meat buns pressed on Su Wanniang's chest, and bit through his clothes very informally, and after a while, Su Wanniang's clothes were stained with Kong Zhishu's saliva.

"You didn't come to me to beg for milk! Don't stop talking, you wipe yourself! Su Wanniang patted Kong Zhishu's shoulder and protested.

Kong Zhishu raised his head, his eyes shining, "I've tried, there's no milk here." As he spoke, he also reached out and ordered Su Wanniang's two meat buns.

Su Wanniang's face turned red violently, and she angrily kicked Kong Zhishu's leg, jumped off his leg, and put the cloth directly on his head, "Wipe it yourself!" The old lady is gone! Strike! ”