Zongman: Traveling through time and becoming Fu Hua's sister

"Hmm... the taste is wrong, this should not be the master's... Hmm! This is the right one!"

Fu Xun took Fu Shi's shirt from the bed and secretly put another shirt of the same kind in its place. In this way, Fu Xun successfully replaced Fu Shi's shirt.

When Fu Shi came out of the bathroom, Fu Xun had already left.

Fu Shi looked at the shirt on the bed and felt something was wrong, so he took it and smelled it.

"Strange, how can a shirt that has been worn for so many days smell like it has just been washed?"

Fu Shi couldn't explain why he felt that this shirt was not right, but it smelled like... new clothes... it didn't seem like it had just been changed.

"what happened?"

The Herrscher of Knowledge hugged Fu Shi from behind. She wanted to get close to Fu Shi's ear, but because of her height, she could only get close to Fu Shi's neck.

"Nothing, I just think it's a little strange that this shirt is still so clean after wearing it for so long."

"let me see...... "

As he spoke, the Herrscher of Knowledge took the shirt and looked at it carefully.

"...I think the shirt has been changed."

"Who would want my shirt? It's not worth much."

"How can you say that! Girls should protect themselves when they are outside. Maybe people are after you for sex!"

"......But would anyone really steal clothes just for the sake of being shy? It would be better to find a website......"

As she spoke, Fu Shi scratched her head. She had only seen people stealing clothes for pleasure in some picture books. Some of them were too perverted...

"If you don't believe it, just think of it as my illusion."

Seeing that Fu Shi didn't believe him, the Herr of Knowledge stopped talking. At this time, Fu Hua also came out of the bathroom.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Fa?"

"Nothing, just discussing whether it's normal for a shirt to be so clean after being worn for several days..."

On the other side, Fu Xun went straight back to her room after getting the shirt. She now lived in the same room with Fu Heng. She originally wanted to apply for a single room, but considering that she certainly couldn't clean, she simply lived in a double room with Fu Heng.

The first thing Fu Xun did when he returned to the room was to lie on the bed and smell the shirt he had just brought. He laughed "hehehe" from time to time, and he didn't take Fu Heng beside him seriously at all.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go crazy here."

Fu Heng kicked the corner of the bed in dissatisfaction, but Fu Xun didn't take it seriously at all.

"What's wrong? Isn't this our room? Can't I still carry out my daily activities here?"

"...Your daily routine is so special. Where did you get it this time?"

Fu Heng was very familiar with Fu Xun's hobbies. The shirt in her hand must belong to Fu Xun. There was no other possibility. If there was, she was dreaming.

"The master went to take a shower and the shirt was left on the bed. This is a great opportunity!"

After listening to this, Fu Heng showed a look of disgust.

"...Look at how little you have achieved. You are so happy just by stealing a shirt. You should do something meaningful..."

After hearing this, Fu Xing sat up from the bed.

"I just changed the shirt for my master, how can that be called stealing?"

"You're so stubborn. If you want to do that with the master, you can't always use these things. You have to do something meaningful."

After hearing this, Fu Xing stood up immediately, with a look of sudden enlightenment on his face.

"You mean, I should... wait until they are all out and then go into the bathroom to steal the master's fat..."

Before Fu Xun finished her words, Fu Heng hit her twice.

"What are you doing~"

As he spoke, Fu Xing touched his forehead and stuck out his tongue at Fu Heng...