As soon as he returned home, there was no one in the house, and the first thing Wen Yunye did was to take a shower immediately. After forty-nine days of cultivation, his whole body was covered with dirt and dirt formed by the magazines removed from his body, and Wen Yunye only thought about washing his body at this time, and then fell asleep.

I just entered the bathroom, but I found that the bathroom was full of mist, and the sound of girls' laughter came from the covered bathtub.

Wen Yunye's face turned red and he was about to sneak out of the bathroom, but he accidentally slipped under his feet and fell to eat.

"Ahh

Qian Yimo, who was frightened by the sound, shouted, and Qian Mengyou quickly wrapped her body in a towel, threw another one to her sister, and then poked a small head out of the shower curtain.

Wen Yunye's head hit the ground and also screamed, but when he found two pairs of angry eyes, he hurriedly stood up, didn't dare to raise his head, bowed and apologized, walked out of the bathroom, and closed the door.

Wen Yunye leaned against the wall next to him and exhaled heavily. Although he was only eight years old, he also knew that this age was no longer the age when men and women could bathe together, and he broke into the bathroom by mistake, but fortunately he didn't find anything, otherwise it would be over.

The bathroom door was slammed open, and Qian Mengyou angrily grabbed Wen Yunye's collar, and then shouted angrily: "You won't knock on the door, right?"

Qian Mengyu's beautiful face was slightly red, and her wet hair didn't have time to dry it, allowing them to wet the back of her clothes. Qian Yimo shyly hid behind Qian Mengyu.

Wen Yunye looked innocent and said, "Eldest sister, you don't close the door when you take a shower?"

Qian Mengyou's face turned red, annoyed and angry, and said viciously: "This is my house, no matter what's wrong with you?" You haven't been home for so long and don't say a word, let me tell you, in the next two months, you will take care of the housework!"

Wen Yunye smiled bitterly: "You don't have to do this...... Emo, don't you say?"

Qian Yimo saw Wen Yunye calling him, stretched his head and shrunk, and then said, "Sister's decision is very correct!"

......" the latter raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, well, I will take care of all the housework for the next two months." Hey, no, I'll have to go with the party to get the soul ring in a while. Sister Mengyou, is it okay to be accommodating?"

Qianmeng snorted coldly and said, "Can I still not let you go?"

Wen Yunye smiled: "Sister Mengyou is so good. ”

Qian Yimo kept holding a towel in his hand, dried his hair for Qian Mengyou, who forgot that her hair was still dripping because of anger, and said, "Sister, the back of your clothes is wet, go change your clothes!"

Qian Mengyou nodded and went back to the room.

Wen Yunye looked at Qian Yimo with some embarrassment, and in order to hide his shyness, Qian Yimo said, "Brother Ye, you go take a bath!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Wen Yunye turned around her head, unable to figure out the girl's thoughts, so she went into the bathroom.