"Run slower, I'm not in a hurry!"

Chen Fan was pulled by the girl's hand, so he had to follow behind with a red face, in a trance, and he didn't know what to say.

Within a few minutes, Chen Fan was taken outside a small room.

Xiao Shisu gently pushed, and Chen Fan was pushed into the bathroom.

At this time, Chen Fan shouted loudly: "I haven't changed my clothes, I'd better go back to take a shower!"

"This is on me, as long as you don't feel sorry for your money!"

After saying that, the little girl jumped away happily, not knowing where she was running.

After listening to the girl's words, Chen Fan subconsciously touched his crotch, which was hard, and he felt that the five hundred yuan was still there.

So he exhaled softly, a little unsure of what Xiao Shisu had just said.

He quickly took off his clothes and pointed the sprinkler head at him.

As soon as you pinch the switch, a large amount of water will shoot out immediately.

After being rinsed with water, he felt much more comfortable, and there was a comfortable feeling all over his body.

Wipe it lightly a few times, and the dirt on your body will be washed away with the water.

Suddenly, something surprising happened, Chen Fan slapped his body hard, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Where's the wound on my body? It's gone? Could it be that I'm dreaming?"

Chen Fan said a few times to himself, and accidentally sprayed the hot water switch.

Immediately, hot water sprayed out, all on him. At this time, Chen Fan let out a scream like killing a pig, and his whole body was shrouded in hot mist, like a cloud.

"Oh, my Mamma Mia! It's not a dream!"

Chen Fan shouted loudly and immediately pinched the hot water switch tightly.

Through the smoke, Chen Fan could clearly see his scarlet skin.

It's a good thing he didn't spray it on his face, otherwise he felt like his handsome face was going to be ruined.

With a helpless sigh in his heart, Chen Fan didn't dare to continue to use the sprinkler, knowing that he was standing in place in a daze.

When the smoke cleared, Chen Fan went to rummage through his little pants.

Relatively speaking, these small pants are relatively clean, unlike other clothes, which not only have blood stains on them, but also all kinds of footprints.

These footprints represented shame, and as soon as Chen Fan saw them, his mood became bad.

So he put on his little pants, threw his clothes on the ground, turned on the faucet and stepped on it hard.

Now that there is such a big thing at home, the newly rented house still needs to be sorted out, and the things that should be bought have not been bought

Thinking about it, Chen Fan secretly became sad, he didn't go back last night, and he didn't know how his mother was doing now.

Suddenly, he felt a shock in his heart and immediately picked up the clothes on the ground.

"I haven't worn this dress for a month, it's a pity to lose it, let's stay and wear it for a few days!"

Chen Fan sighed, looked around and didn't see the existence of laundry detergent.

So he was ruthless and poured half a bottle of shower gel directly on his clothes.

"Anyway, it's public, don't use it in vain!"

Then he skillfully rubbed his hands and feet, and the bathroom was foamy, and the floor was slippery, and he almost fell to the ground.

After a period of tossing, he washed off the paint on his clothes for five points, and his heart was extremely excited.

When you pick up the clothes on the floor and wring them out, you will find a unique scent.

After a few satisfied glances, Chen Fan's eyes froze, and then he stretched out his left hand to hold his clothes, and the muscles of his right hand were tense.

Shouted, "Dry this clothes for me!"

With a hard effort, a little spark came out of the palm of his hand, and then nothing happened.

At this moment, Yang Daxian's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Idiot, just like this, you want to show your true qi, you won't read too many novels, right?"

"Eh, Master, how do you know what I just thought?"

Chen Fan said with an embarrassed face, suddenly remembering what happened to him just now.

So he followed the example of the immortal cultivator in the novel, swinging his movements, hoping to release the flames, and wanted to dry his clothes immediately.

Chen Fan maintained that dull movement, grabbed his clothes in his hands, motionless, and showed a very well-behaved appearance.

At this time, Yang Daxian's domineering voice came: "Apprentice, follow me!"

"I" Chen Fan hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly felt dark in front of him.

The next second, he appeared in his mind again.

At this moment, the surroundings have changed dramatically, colorful, and it feels like I have come to another world.

At this time, Yang Daxian came over with a kettle and said with a smile: "Look at it, how is your ability to be a teacher, is it beautiful here?"

"Beautiful! I wonder where you got these things?"

"My space ring, there are so many treasures in it!"

Yang Daxian said proudly, then picked up the kettle and watered the flowers and plants next to him.

At this time, Chen Fan suddenly shouted, "Master, are these things real? Didn't you use your divine power to conjure them?"

"Nonsense, do you need to say this? If you don't believe it, come and touch it!"

After listening to Yang Daxian's words, Chen Fan suddenly sat on the ground and screamed.

"Oh, what should I do, with so many flowers and plants planted in my head, my IQ will definitely drop, and I will become a vegetative person."

Chen Fan held his head and kept rolling on the ground, feeling extremely depressed.

At this time, Yang Daxian slapped him and shouted, "Can you be normal, can you do such a stupid thing for the teacher?"

After listening to Yang Daxian's words, Chen Fan suddenly bounced up from the ground and said, "Master, you better take these flowers and plants, otherwise my head will be broken!"

"I'm going to go, my space here is not as big as your cell, you're worried about an egg!"

"What? The flowers here are almost half a person tall, Master, don't fool me, okay?"

Listening to Chen Fan's words, Yang Daxian shook his head helplessly and threw the kettle on the ground.

He scolded angrily: "Fool, think about it yourself, if these things are really half your human height, can your little head fit it?"

"Eh, what Master said makes a lot of sense! Is the space here really the size of my cell?"

At this time, Yang Daxian sighed helplessly in his heart, waved his hand, and said, "That's right, the teacher won't fool you!"

"How is this possible, I still don't believe it, so what should I do!"

"This is impossible for immortal cultivators, even if the clone conjures up two identical selves, there is no pressure at all!"

When Chen Fan heard this, his eyes immediately radiated square light, and he said excitedly: "Really, fake?"

"If you don't believe it, force yourself to believe it!"

"I trust you, but I don't know what you're doing with these things!"