The paranoid actor sprinkles sugar every day

No matter how it grows, what kind of flowers it blooms.

Those who are secretly in love with each other will always be the same as they were back then, youthful, ignorant, and afraid of losing.

After the two took a bath by themselves, there was another very embarrassing question for Jiang Silin.

He looked at his knees that could not even be curled up, and the clothes not far away.

He couldn't change his pants by himself.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jiang Silin coughed several times.

He Xiaofang didn't move at all, as if he was still angry with him.

Jiang Silin called out: "Mother?"

He Xiaofang heard it, and dived into the water.

Jiang Silin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Let brother go? Let brother go?"

He Xiaofang was indifferent.

"He Yingdi?"

"He Xiaofang?"

No matter how Jiang Silin shouted, he didn't respond.

Jiang Silin was helpless, and after much deliberation, there was only one last title left.

Jiang Silin thought that he had to wear clothes no matter what, otherwise he would go back naked and be squeezed out by tomorrow's headlines of "Brother Fang is gay"?

He's not that selfless.

He tentatively called out, "Husband?"

slam-la-

He Xiao let the beauty out of the bath, and turned his head to cast a surprised and sharp look.

"Does it really work?"

He Xiaofang gritted his teeth: "What are you yelling?"

Jiang Silin was innocent: "Aren't we legal? Why are you yelling?"

What He Xiaofang wanted to say was choked up.

He silently recited the mantra in his heart.

Jiang Silin doesn't understand love, Jiang Silin doesn't understand love.

Hold back, can't kill.

He came to the shore, lifted his hair, showing a perfect full face, the kind that would make anyone's heart skip a beat.

He Xiaofang asked: "Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Silin nodded, "My knee really hurts, I think you have to be responsible to the end."

He Xiaofang was speechless.

"You said."

Jiang Silin raised his chin and motioned for the pile of clothes next to him.

"I can't put on my pants, please help me."

He Xiaofang's brain shut down for a moment, and he asked the soul question: "Do you want me to change your underwear?"

Jiang Silin: "..."

Can you see I can smile.

He sighed: "I didn't get my underwear wet, so I won't change it today."

He Xiao let out an "oh", his emotions were unclear.

"Okay, change it for you."

He Xiao picked out the clothes seriously, walked up to Jiang Silin, and threw away a golden round-neck T-shirt, "Put the clothes on yourself."

Jiang Silin dressed obediently.

"Get dressed."

"Then here I come."

He Xiaofang squatted down and began to play with Jiang Silin's legs.

"Legs, lift up."

"Put your feet up."

"Hit your knee? Endure it."

"Raise your butt a little higher, it won't fit."

Jiang Silin had expected that it would be embarrassing, but he didn't expect it to be so embarrassing that he was about to dig out a Great Wall!

He Xiaofang's ears were also red, but his complexion was suppressed by his superb acting skills, and his voice was as if nothing had happened: "You are not tall, but your legs are quite long, thin, and straight, and the hand feels really good."

He clicked his tongue twice, as if deliberately teasing.

Jiang Silin's face flushed red.

Listen!

Is this the Bingshan actor?

Is this spoken in human language?

This is the word of tiger and wolf!

He Yingdi, can your character design collapse a little more? !

Jiang Silin whispered: "Shut up, don't talk."

He Xiaofang frowned and stared at him, "Are you murdering me?"

Jiang Silin: "..."

"Brother Fang, can I kneel down for you, please shut up, I think I can save my face."

Brother Fang sneered: "Can it be saved? Do you think you can walk back to the house by yourself with this leg? You don't need me to hug you?"