Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　"But……"

　　"Okay, let's go."

　　Wu Shaobai didn't let her continue talking. After using the broom to sweep the pool of things into the shovel, he slammed the rag on the ground and quickly walked into Yang Mi's room.

　　The sound of water splashing in the bathroom sounded. After washing the broom and shovel, he found an odor scavenger and went out. After wiping and spraying it, he returned to Yang Mi's room.

　　The water is already hot.

　　He wet the water with a towel and came to the bed.

　　At this moment, the woman was lying on the bed with her hair disheveled.

　　But when Wu Shaobai pulled her hair off her face, he suddenly took a step back subconsciously:

　　"I rely on!"

　　Looking at the woman who was staring straight at him, he cursed:

　　"You're going to scare people to death!"

　　But Yang Mi didn't speak, just glanced back and forth from Wu Shaobai's face to the towel, and then closed her eyes.

　　"...???"

　　Wu Shaobai was stunned for a while, and said speechlessly:

　　"What are you doing?"

　　"..."

　　"Hey?"

　　"..."

　　"Wipe your face yourself! You're still wearing makeup."

　　"..."

　　Fell asleep?

　　Wu Shaobai was a little confused.

　　After thinking about it, he took the towel and pasted it.

　　No response.

　　As if the straight eyes just now had an illusion with him.

　　"?"

　　He looked suspiciously at the woman with her eyes closed, and then Sun Ting, who had changed her clothes, walked in.

　　After seeing him holding a towel, he said:

　　"Brother, let me come."

　　"okay."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded, glanced at the sisters in confusion, handed the towel to Sun Ting, stood up in confusion and walked out.

　　He took the clothes that were left at the door of the master bedroom downstairs. When he went upstairs again, he heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. He didn't talk nonsense and went straight to bed.

　　I looked at the time and found that it was already 2 o'clock...

　　"Yeah."

　　After complaining, he wrapped the quilt and closed his eyes.

　　In a daze, he smelled a familiar scent.

　　Unconsciously, he turned around and hugged Sister Yu in his arms, his expression completely relaxed.

　　……

　　After a night, all the hangovers and hustle and bustle came to an end.

　　Including Tong Liya, the three women started one after another at about 11 noon.

　　When the three of them got up, Wu Shaobai and Yan Liyun had already wrapped dumplings with two curtains.

　　At the same time, the faces of the two little princesses were also full of flour.

　　This morning alone, they ruined a large piece of dough, a bowl of white flour, and wrapped a thing that could be regarded as a pie... It was also mixed with a few Jinhuasheng hams that did not match the lamb and green onions...

　　Have fun playing.

　　Wu Shaobai doesn't care either. Children, it's a good thing to enrich their creativity and imagination by entertaining everything.

　　Although some food is wasted... But how can everything in the world be perfect?

　　When Tong Liya got up, all the dumplings had been wrapped, so she waited for the three of them to get up and cook the dumplings.

　　And today the weather is very good, the sun is warm and the breeze is not dry.

　　After the clothes from last night were washed again this morning, Wu Shaobai was already drying them in the backyard.

　　At this moment, he sat on the wooden floor in the backyard, with a futon under his butt, and a small table next to it, on which was a series of tea utensils such as carbon stoves, kettles, and tea cups.

　　At this moment, he is in the backyard, enjoying the warm weather of early autumn, lazily basking in the sun.

　　At this moment, the sliding door was pulled open, and a voice sounded behind him:

　　"Morning, Old Wu."

　　"Oh, morning. There's a futon."

　　Pointing to the corner casually, Wu Shaobai continued to look at the few pieces of clothes that were swaying gently with the breeze.

　　It's like looking at a very unique landscape.

　　Yang Mi sat next to him with the futon. After she took the kettle and poured herself a cup of tea, she held the teacup, squinted her eyes and looked up at the blue sky, feeling the warm breeze with her skin.

　　And Wu Shaobai smelled it at this time, she had the fragrance of the shower gel used by her daughter-in-law.

　　"Did you just take a shower?"

　　"Ah."

　　Holding the teacup, Yang Mi nodded and turned to look at the man sitting on the futon, like a little Taoist priest...

　　Vaguely, she suddenly had a feeling.

　　This man is glowing. .

Chapter 1477

　　"?"

　　Aware of Yang Mi's gaze, Wu Shaobai turned to look over:

　　"what happened?"

　　"It's alright."

　　Yang Mi withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened, and suddenly straightened her legs while sitting on the pouf.

　　In all fairness, her legs are really thin.

　　No wonder netizens gave her the nickname of chopstick legs.

　　And also beautiful.

　　Unfortunately, Wu Shaobai didn't see it.

　　His eyes changed from the few clothes swaying in the wind to the peach tree in the yard.

　　This tree was planted in the year Wu Mingyue was born.

　　It's been five or six years.

　　Some peaches can be produced every year, but most of them are fed to birds and insects, or rot and fall to the ground, turning them into nutrients for the earth.

　　A small part is left to the Wu family, feeling that although it is not sweet, it belongs to the natural taste.

　　"Old Wu, I gave you trouble last night."

　　"It's alright."

　　Wu Shaobai said something casually.

　　Then her eyes turned and fell on her face from the peach tree:

　　"It's you...you didn't send me away with that look in your eyes in the middle of the night last night."

　　"?"

　　Yang Mi was stunned, and asked with some doubts:

　　"What do you mean?"

　　"Uh, don't you remember?"

　　"I just remember throwing up and not knowing anything. What happened?"

　　She tilted her head, looking puzzled.