Help! My Delicate Object is a Madman

   Chapter 70 is scented

   Shen Suhe glanced at him and didn't say a word, but the indifferent expression contained some other vivid emotions.

   A certain vicious beast was condescending: "A He didn't go back to sleep last night, was he hiding from me?"

  Shen Suhe pointed to the paper on the table: "Because of you, I am being punished for copying the rules."

  This vicious beast always only listens to what he wants to hear, he said, "Copy it for me?"

   Shen Suhe ignored him and continued to copy the rules.

  Su Ye sat down beside her, got closer, raised his hand and took the person into his arms. He rested most of his body on Shen Suhe and rested his head on her shoulder.

   Shen Suhe paused for a while, and when he stopped, she continued.

   This beast loves this action.

   wrapped her in his arms, covering her tightly, and clearly had a strong desire for monopoly, but he pressed her over again, pressing her head on her shoulder, as if she was trembling and weak and letting her do whatever she wanted.

  At the beginning, she always felt that the brain of this fierce beast was split.

  It takes a long time to get used to it.

   Su Ye didn't know what to think: "A He used to be in the tower, and it seems that he likes to write these useless things."

   Shen Suhe knew what he was talking about, and said, "That's my mission."

The    tower belongs to the realm of the gods.

   In the last life, she was a candidate for the tower guard selected by God's Domain. After layers of selection, she finally became a tower guard because of the approval of the Fan Yin Fan.

   After entering the tower, you cannot leave the tower unless you die.

   Every month, you need to explain the inside situation to the outside.

   She has always done a good job, and she has written very seriously. Until she got together with Su Ye, she never wrote it seriously again.

   After all, you can't tell anyone outside that the tower guards are getting along with the beasts.

   Besides, the rice paper in the tower has done other things.

  Suye hugged Shen Suhe, and rubbed her lips against her earlobe: "Ahe, why don't you paint me?"

   Shen Suhe's memory was interrupted.

   She said, "I'm copying the rules."

   A certain vicious beast: "So?"

   "So I can't draw you. I have to write it fifty times."

   As soon as she finished her words, she noticed that a certain fierce beast was holding her tightly around her waist, as if expressing her unwillingness.

   Before Su Ye could speak, Shen Suhe took out a food box from the table.

  The food box is opened, strawberries, candied fruit, and a bowl of strawberry pie.

   The strawberry shortcake was made of red and bright, full of strawberry flavor, but the milky flavor was almost indistinguishable.

   Where is this strawberry shortcake, this is a strawberry soup.

   After staring at the food box for a while, Su Ye turned to look at Shen Suhe, his eyes became hot, those deep and scorching eyes, as if this was not food, but a token of love.

   His Adam's apple rolled: "He prepared it for me?"

   Shen Suhe took time to look at him and nodded: "Well"

   Knowing that he would be punished in the ancestral hall in the morning, he asked Xiao Xing to secretly hide the prepared breakfast here.

   Shen Suhe bowed his head, silent in his heart.

  She is locked here, this guy will definitely come, and when he comes, maybe he will cause some trouble.

   Prepare some food in advance and let him be quiet for a while. If this method is not used, she will not want to finish writing the rules today.

   However, this beast didn't know that Shen Suhe did this to deal with him, he just thought that his family's Ah He had been thinking about him all the time, and all of a sudden he became a lot more honest.

   didn't want to toss anymore, just watched with candied fruit in his mouth, and suddenly became a little daughter-in-law again. At first glance, she was very well-behaved and obedient.

   is the fragrant aroma of this body. After a while, the ancestral hall, where incense has been burned for decades, is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

evening.

   Shen Jingguo went back to the house without changing his clothes, and went straight to the ancestral hall.

  The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, Shen Suhe's posture was upright and dignified, and he was still copying the rules with his head down.

The stacks of white paper next to    have been filled with text.

   She is the only one in the ancestral hall, and she writes very seriously.

   Shen Jingguo saw that the anger in his heart was much less, but his attitude was sincere.

   He snorted softly: "How's the copy?"

  Shen Suhe raised his head and shouted, "Father. There is one last time, and I'm about to finish it."

   Shen Jingguo didn't quite believe it: "Really?"

   Having said that, he took out a stack of papers and flipped through it.

   He was startled at first: "You wrote this?"

   The handwriting is neat and the pen is sharp. This is written by his son who is incompetent?

   Shen Suhe nodded.

  Shen Jingguo still didn't believe it. He took out the one that Shen Suhe was writing. After reading it carefully, he hesitated: "Your word..."

   Soon, he remembered that his son had been hiding.

The more he looked at it, the less anger Shen Jingguo felt in his heart.

   No matter how you look at it, your son's performance is not bad, why is it?

   Thinking of the scene he saw last night, Shen Jingguo got angry again.

   He threw the stack of papers on the table and said with a sullen face, "What are you going to do with the two in your yard?"

   Before Shen Suhe could speak, Shen Jingguo scolded angrily: "That little one, how old is this year? When did you spoil people?"

Shen Suhe immediately said, "Father, you really misunderstood. I picked him up, because he has been uneducated and doesn't understand many rules, so he bumped into his father last night. Innocent."

   She said a long speech in one breath, and rested for a while with her hands on the table.

   In fact, her stuttering symptoms have improved a lot.

   He usually speaks less and speaks slowly, and it is difficult to find out when he usually gets along with people.

   Father Shen believed most of it when he heard it.

   He said, how could his son be such a jerk.

  Shen Jingguo's expression improved, but he still asked, "What you said is true?"

   Shen Suhe nodded vigorously: "Yes"

   Shen Jingguo began to have a glimmer of hope: "Yesterday was a misunderstanding?"

"Yes"

   "Then what about the one on your couch? You brought people back to recuperate?"

   This time, Shen Suhe didn't nod, she said, "This, the situation is different."

   Shen Jingguo's face turned dark in a blink of an eye, and sure enough, he didn't misunderstand this beast son.

   But fortunately, there is no real beast to the end, only one to start.

  Comparing the two, this result is a little more acceptable than the previous one.

   Looking at the rules that this **** copied dozens of times, he said solemnly: "I don't want to worry about your **** things. After all, you are the one who is sorry for others. No matter what compensation they want, do your best."

   Shen Suhe nodded: "Yes"

   Shen Jingguo has been scolding all night, and he is too lazy to continue scolding, saying: "After copying the rules, I will go back to your hospital to deal with the matter."

   After saying that, he turned and left.

   Before leaving, Shen Jingguo smelled the smell of this ancestral hall.

  Why, why do you feel a familiar floral fragrance?

   followed and looked at Shen Suhe again.

   This fragrance seems to belong to him.

   Shen Jingguo snorted and let him stay here for a day, and the ancestral hall was incense.

   (end of this chapter)