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"Hua --"

the shower on his head spurted hot water. Su Lin was pushed against the wall by Zhou Qifeng. Most of the hot water from the spray hit Zhou Qifeng, but Su Lin was still red hot.

"Hot! Turn off the water. "

He propped up his left arm, put his forearm against the wall, leaned against his arm with his face on his side, and pushed Zhou Qifeng back with his other hand.

The warm water left a red mark on the skin, and the hot air continued to climb along the water, hitting the snow-white ceiling, leaving fine drops of water.

The narrow bathroom is filled with dense fog, and Su Lin is dizzy because of lack of oxygen.

The vertigo was like a pair of invisible hands, which stretched out from the water mist all over the sky and pushed him back so that he could only lean on Zhou Qifeng.

Zhou Qifeng's body is so hot that he dispels the dizziness in his mind. He wants to touch the shower and turn off the water. However, Zhou Qifeng forces him to move forward.

"Turn off the water, please," Su Lin put her hands on the wall, sobbed in a low voice, and said disorderly words, "it's a waste of water. You don't think about the water cost of my family. Er, you should also consider the people in the water shortage areas who can only take two baths in their lifetime."

The voice of lack of confidence becomes intermittent in the sound of "Hua Hua Hua", which is like a song that has been blocked due to network reasons. The syllables are broken by external factors and can not form a complete sound.

Zhou Qifeng turns around and closes the shower. All the heat that has not yet come out is blocked back.

The current swirled under their feet and slipped into the sewer. Su Lin still held the posture of supporting the wall, and looked down at the water slowly receding.

He's been in the sewer for a long time. Now he's got a lot of water in his shoes.

Zhou Qifeng suddenly came from behind him, hugged his waist, bent down to bite his shoulder blade, and gently rubbed his teeth.

The pain made him suddenly wake up and slapped Zhou Qifeng.

"Zhou Qifeng!" He gritted his teeth and murmured, "are you sick? What if my grandmother and my uncle suddenly come down? "

Zhou Qifeng took down the flower sprinklers and tried the water temperature. Facing Su Lin, who was still blazing, "your clothes are dirty, throw them into the washing machine."

Su Lin looked at his wet clothes that could be used as a towel, angrily pinched the hem, took off the clothes and threw them on Zhou Qifeng. He turned around and walked to the door to get Zhou Qifeng's clean long sleeves at the door.

When he put on his long sleeves and wanted to get his pants, Zhou Qifeng suddenly pressed his shoulder over him and carried the pants in his hand.

Zhou Qifeng looked down at him with a smile. "Do you have to keep your pants for me?"

"My clothes!" Su Lin said angrily.

Zhou Qifeng did not reply, pointing to Su Lin's clothes which he hung on the washing machine, he asked, "what about your clothes? Is it right here? "

Of course not here! If you are seen by Su Yue or grandma tomorrow morning, it will be over?

Su Lin is so angry that she kicks Zhou Qifeng. She puts her dirty clothes and the clothes that Zhou Qifeng just changed into the washing machine. She collapses a pile of washing powder and turns on the washing machine.

"Tomorrow morning you get up and dry your clothes." Su Lin raised his head and ordered Zhou Qi to conduct himself.

Zhou Qifeng, who only wore a pair of trousers, resisted the desire to bite Su Lin and nodded.

Well, he doesn't believe that Su Lin can still ask him to dry clothes when he gets up early tomorrow morning. If his grandmother sees Su Lin asking guests to dry clothes, he has to teach Su Lin a lesson on the first day of the new year?