Although Mao Xia is usually fierce, she is also flustered at the key time.
Then she quickly turned her head and supported Ding Yi with one hand: "hurry up, let's talk." Then think unconvinced, and added: "men go to the toilet really disgusting."
"It's disgusting that you women go to the bathroom." Ding Yi laughs and complains, but of course he refuses to forgive others.
Unfortunately, you can't take photos. If you take photos and show them to Du Yi, Du Yi will die.
It's not easy to finish. Mao Xia is also a little used to it. He naturally helps Ding Yi put on his clothes and goes out without saying a word.
After Ding Yi came out, Mao Xia wiped the sweat on his head: "it's too hot. You've soiled it again. I want to take a bath."
"No change of clothes." Ding Yi's "kind" reminder.
"It's OK. I've washed my clothes. I'm sure I can do it tomorrow." After a pause, he said, "you'd better wash it too. Your whole body is full of blood and sweat."
"How do I wash it?" Ding Yi raises his hand. His hands are injured and wrapped in gauze. It looks like it's useless. It's very pitiful.
Mao Xia's face turned red, but her eyes were turning around. I didn't know what to think.
"Forget it. You can wash it. I'll stink for one day. After today, I'll be fine tomorrow." Ding Yi said with awe inspiring righteousness.
"You stink. How can I sleep at night? The room is so small. I want to stink." Mao Xia said angrily.
Two talents stayed for a while, the whole room is already a smell of sweat, if you don't take a bath, continue to heat, really serious.
Ding Yi lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound. He looked very pitiful.
You are a counsellor. Mao Xia gets angry when he sees it. He was very fierce when he saved me just now, but now he counsels again.
"I'll wash it first, and I'll wash it for you later." Mao Xia is like a man at this time. He treats Ding Yi as a woman in an unquestionable way.
"Isn't that good?" Ding Yi is very mean, like a little daughter-in-law.
"It's useless." Mao Xia angrily ran in, and no matter the glass was transparent, he peeled his whole body three or two times.
Ding Yi lowered his head and did not dare to look.
Mao Xia aims at Ding Yi with his spare light from time to time, and finds that Ding Yi just doesn't dare to look up.
It's useless. Mao Xia is more and more angry.
Hastily washed next, stretch out a head to come: "you come over, quick, I help you wash."
"Ah, that's not good." Ding Yi.
Mao Xia is going to be mad: "what does mother-in-law look like?"
Suddenly, he rushed out and pulled Ding Yi to the bathroom.
"Don't tell anyone." Ding Yi said in horror.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Duyi." Mao Xia said angrily: "don't move, don't move. The space here is small."
"Ah, it's touching my chest. Go ahead."
"You - what are you thinking, why does he change?"
"It's a normal reaction. Well, don't touch him."
The bathroom is getting messy.
Ding Yi is like a child, and Mao Xia is like an adult, coaxing him to take a bath.
Two people also began to protect the distance, washing washing, become closer and closer.
Mao Xia tries to divert Ding Yi and his attention by speaking.
But the topic seems to be the wrong one.
"To be frank, have you ever been like Dui?"
"Do you want to swear that I am such a casual person?"
"Really not?"
"No, I swear I'll do that to her. I'm not human." Man, we are gods, Ding Yi laughs.
"Is television real?" Mao Xia suddenly asked again.
"What, really?" Ding Yi is baffled.
"Is it true that the novel says it will hurt?" Mao Xia asked again.
"You're insane. How can I know? I haven't had one." Ding Yi.
"You -- you're like me? Hehe, are you a beginner, too? You counsellor, you'll know you're useless. " Mao Xia laughed.
Outside the door, left hand brother and wood, and a few people put their ears on the door.
"Brother left hand, you have practiced Chinese martial arts. What are they talking about? Do you have that, ha ha. "
"Don't make a noise. I can't hear you when you make a noise." The left ear is still.
After a while, brother left began to translate.
"Mao Xia told Ding Yi to stand well and said that Ding Yi was sitting on the toilet and it was not easy to help him wash it."
"Ding Yi said," just don't sit down and wash whatever you like. "
"Mao Xia said he had to sit down."
"Ding Yi said you dare."
"I love grass." Brother left suddenly screamed.
"What's the matter, brother left." The crowd was shocked.
The expression on left hand elder brother's face is extremely complex, swallowed saliva: "smelly wench really sat down."
Someone also swallowed: "is she sitting on the ground or on Ding Yi?"
"You said The left hand elder brother's face is strange, and lowers his head again.
They also attached their ears.
Just listen to the sound coming from inside. It seems to be a little painful at first. Slowly, it starts to change.
"Don't listen. Don't listen. Get out of here." Brother left started to drive.
I copy, left hand elder brother is too shameful, oneself a person is listening.
Everyone expressed dissatisfaction, but there was no way.
Some people even ran to the corner, holding a roll of newspaper, secretly want to hear, but the position is not right, obviously not as good as the left hand brother, nothing can be heard clearly.
In about two hours.
In the room, Ding Yi pities Xixi, squats naked in the corner and goes to see maoxia.
Mao Xia is washing clothes, and it's Ding Yi's Nei who washes them first.
While washing, he turned back: "OK, it's like I forced you. If you don't respond, how can I sit on it?"
"You said it's not for me." Ding Yi was aggrieved, and his expression seemed to be greatly aggrieved.
"I didn't take advantage of you. It's the first time for everyone. OK, don't worry. It'll be OK." Mao Xia said with a smile: "I just like women. Today I will try it out. I won't look for you in the future, OK?"
"Do you mean what you say?"
"I swear, I will never force you again." Mao Xia said that, but he was thinking, this boy is so stupid that he is easy to cheat. He can't let go easily. He can't escape from me.
Sometimes it's like this. Mao Xiajue used to be very happy with Du Yi. Today, he suddenly found that he was much happier with Ding Yi than with Du Yi.
Her heart slowly began to change, she planned to make a good boyfriend, and Ding Yi, unfortunately, became her first goal.
In the evening, brother left sent someone to open the door and deliver the food. At the same time, he kindly sent the air conditioner remote control.
Ding Yi took the meal and Mao Xia ate it in the dining room. Although the clothes were not dry, with the air conditioner, it was not as hot as before.
After dinner, there was no sweat on them.
"Ding Yi, I need to take a new bath." Mao Xia said: "now with the air conditioner, I won't sweat any more. I want to wash it again."
"Then wash it." Ding Yi's weak way.
"You need another one."
"Oh, no more."
"Cut the crap and come here."
Mao Xia can't help but say, pull him in, and then press on the toilet: "sit well, don't move."
"Don't sit down any more."
"Don't worry, I like women. I just tried with you just now."
In a short time.
"You -- why are you sitting down again?" Ding Yi said angrily.
"Don't move, be careful of hand pain. Don't worry. I like women. Try again. I didn't have experience for the first time just now. Maybe I didn't do it right. Don't worry. I promise I won't do it next time."
"---" Ding Yi's expression is pitiful.
But Mao Xia ate it. Seeing Ding Yi's expression, Mao Xia felt very happy.
After taking a bath, they watched TV for a while. At about eight o'clock, Mao Xia began to get upset. Then he turned off the TV and said angrily, "sleep."
Ding Yi had no choice but to sleep.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Ding Yi sleeps on the ground, Mao Xia sleeps in bed.
Ding Yi is already asleep, confused, as if someone is pushing him.
"Ding Yi, Ding Yi -- Ding Yi --"
He opened his eyes slowly. Mao Xia's head stretched out of the bed and was pinching his face with his little hand.
"Why, don't you sleep, I'm so sleepy." Since Ding Yi became immortal, he has no need to sleep. But today he is really tired. Mao Xia has helped him take a bath for three times. Every time he has to take a bath for nearly an hour, the immortal can't stand it.
"I can't sleep. You talk to me." Mao Xia pinched his hands on his face.
"Don't bother me. I'll sleep." Ding Yi turns around.
"Are you hot?" Mao Xia suddenly asked again.
"Psycho, with air conditioning, how can it be hot."
"Shall we take another bath?" Mao Xia's shy way.
"---" Ding Yi wanted to cry and suddenly regretted today's play.