God's Palette

Mian Yu, with disheveled hair and a dazed face, stared at Xia Xun in a daze.

"What are you doing? What time is it? According to my analysis...uh..."

"I'm going to take a shower." Saying that, Xia Xun approached step by step.

"...Then what are you doing here? This is the bedroom, you went to the wrong place...wait, how did I fall asleep? I remember I was with you...um..." She lowered her head shyly and joyfully Diluted the unfaded tiredness.But then, he was frightened into a ball by Xia Xun who rushed over.

"So, let's sweat a little first!"

Chapter 318: Watching

"You, what have you done!"

The one who questioned Xia Xun loudly was Mian Yu with a sad face—but if this definition was to be made more precise, it should be described like this: being woken up early in the morning by her beautiful maid, and then half asleep and half awake. , was beaten by the maid to Rip's Sleeping Boss.

"call……"

Exhaling a long breath, the satisfied Xia Xun stretched out his hand, rummaged through the laundry basket by the bed, and pulled out a white shirt.Although it was Mian Yu's clothes, Xia Xun didn't mind at all and put them on himself.

She sat on the edge of the bed, wrestling with the buttons. After all, she had gone through half an hour of frenzied fighting. Her hands and fingers were slightly overstretched, and she would tremble even after buttoning a button... helpless, no matter right or wrong , She buttoned up a few casually, and it was considered to be covered with clothes.

"you you……"

The victim, Mian Yu, was obviously in a state of exhaustion, so she groaned just now, and then became weak and weak. Maybe the quilt covering her body was even harder.

"I'm fine, I'm going to take a shower." Xia Xun yawned again, satisfied, because sweat was everywhere.

"and many more……"

"What?"

Mian Yu, who was panting on the bed, could only make a hesitant voice, because she didn't know how to describe herself now.I didn't sleep well last night, and now I managed to sleep peacefully for four hours, but Xia Xun rushed in and forced me to wake him up and toss him forcibly.

And this kind of exercise requires the cooperation of two people, so of course everyone sweats together.

She lay limp on the bed and became sticky again...

The melon seeds in Mian Yu's head are desperately trying to convey the message, saying that it wants to continue to sleep, and sleep through the night to replenish energy and relieve fatigue.However, another powerful faction in her head also roared angrily, expressing that she must wash off before going to sleep.There is a small faction that is even whispering, saying that after washing, they will be so mentally unable to sleep...

All kinds of distracting thoughts were running around in Mian Yu's mind, and her exhaustion and burnout prevented her from processing information clearly.For example, she didn't find the problem at all - mainly because the aftertaste just made her feel stupid...

"I'm going to take a shower. You can sleep as long as you want."

"Don't go..."

But Xia Xun closed the door thoughtfully, turned and left.

She is also a little confused, and she has been exercising vigorously for so long after all night, she has to solve it early, otherwise she may both drown in the bed—although she thinks that Soap Bubble will be happy to resurrect them both after seeing this scene, and then What a laugh...

Just like that, Xia Xun got into the bathroom, played an out-of-key tune, and rubbed the body with the soap of God.

No matter how you use this piece of soap, you won’t see it getting smaller. After a little contact with hot water, it will leave snow-white foam as it slides on the body.Immediately, the soft and natural aroma began to permeate together with the water vapor.

They blurred everything in the bathroom, but in the mist, Xia Xun's spirit improved little by little.It's like going against the current from the age of seventy and returning to the most energetic twenties.The place where its foam has been moistened has begun to glow with new life again.

Except for long hair - Xia Xun wanted to have more flowing long hair, so every time he put on the shower cap carefully to keep the foam away.So, except for her hair, spirit, and soul, everything about her was reset.

"……call."

Now Xia Xun is satisfied, refreshed and in excellent condition.

Even the trembling hands before had returned to their heyday. As long as she wanted to, it would be fine to run back and fight for a long time—but since Mian Yu didn't have such a cheating thing, Xia Xun could only shake her head and give up.

"—Don't give up."

"……Grass."

An extremely abrupt, but quite familiar voice gushed out together with the increasingly lingering mist.This is laziness and weariness, and at the same time there is a kind of arrogance, but the voices of men, women, and children cannot be discerned-it comes from the Creator, the Creator of all things in the universe, and the existence that controls everything.

It obviously also grasped Xia Xun's heart.

"No, I just saw your boy with a smirk on his face, and felt like he wanted to go to some girl, so I guessed."

Xia Xun glared resentfully, the God of Soap Bubble explained casually, and then hehe smiled.It moves its own figure, stands out from the mist, and presents a dull figure of only black and white.

Xia Xun felt that he hadn't seen it for a while, but there was no doubt that this pile of soap bubbles, which was too idle, came to see her taking a bath again... Xia Xun looked down, and his body was still wrapped in a lot of foam. It's even tighter than wearing clothes to go shopping-other than that, thanks to the fact that this body was pinched by others, so it's not a big problem.

"Master, long time no see." The soap bubbles swayed up and down, which was obviously waving.

Xia Xun stared at it, even though it didn't meet her eyes.

"You obviously have only one purpose for visiting the girl's bathroom so suddenly."

"Yes."

"Tell me, what is the mission you want to give me this time?"

Xia Xun put down the soap of God and closed the ventilation window a little, trying to create a sense of formality.No matter what the situation is, this is the communication between the Creator and the Angel, and proper arrangement is a must.

As for the messenger of God himself, he was dressed appropriately in a skirt made of foam and a transparent and delicate shower cap.

"I also guessed that it's about time for you to come... After all, that crappy event made me popular, and now I have crossed paths with many people."

And she is confident, she has photographed people, cats, ghosts - even the stars in the distant universe, it doesn't matter what comes this time, as a mature photographer, Xia Xun will no longer be picky about the models.

It's a pity that the Creator himself is very casual: "Oh, this... I've been thinking about it, how many have I collected now? Narcissism, oblivion, courage, beauty—well, there are quite a lot."

Xia Xun froze for a moment, realizing that there was a certain degree of disagreement between the Creator and the God's Messenger.