sinovels Chapter 110 Get angry?
Chapter 110 Get angry?
After the woman left, Song Xianzhi observed for a while worriedly, and saw that there was no movement below, so he relaxed to eat.
Not long after, the woman went upstairs again and brought hot water back and forth several times.
Song Xianzhi tested the water temperature, and waved to Shen Duoduo who was sitting on the stool in a daze: "Duo Duo, come take a bath."
Shen Duo got off the stool when he heard the sound, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of him, standing like a baby, with his hands behind his back, but his eyes were very bright: "Senior brother... Do you want to wash with Duoduo—"
One of Song Lian's hands was still stirring in the water. Hearing this, he raised his hand and patted his buttocks a few times, cursing with a smile: "What are you thinking, little brat, you wash first."
Shen Duo flicked his tail secretly a few times in dissatisfaction, shook his brother's arm in disappointment, and still didn't give up: "Then brother will help Duoduo wash, Duoduo won't..."
"Nonsense..." Song Lianzhi flicked his wet hand on his little face, making his face drip with water, and coaxed: "Are you an idiot when you're a senior brother? Be obedient, ah——"
Shen Duodun couldn't keep up his fashion, so he was discouraged, obediently took off his clothes and sat in the barrel.
When he sat down, he turned his head to look, only to find that the senior brother didn't look at him at all, he was already holding the scripture book with relish, with a weird smile on his face.
Shen Duo's face turned dark, and he hammered down the water with his small fist viciously, splashing a lot of water, and then pretending to shed a few tears.
look back...
My senior brother was lying on the bed shaking his feet, smiling foolishly, as if he was indulging in it, and didn't even give him a look.
No matter how hard the performance is, if no one sees it, it will be in vain.
Shen Duo couldn't get angry anymore, he squatted back silently, An An went to wash his tail and ears.
(Brother likes these two the most, I want to wash the fragrant ones...)
After smearing the other places hastily, Shen Duo stood up, wet his body and uttered a loud voice to attract Song Xianzhi's attention, "Brother! Wash it up!"
Song Xianzhi was startled by his voice, and when he saw that the person had stood up, he quickly cast a spell and flew one of the coats to wrap it around the child, frowning and blamed: "Why did you stand up by yourself? What should I do if I catch a cold?"
Song got off the bed, and while talking, carried the child wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis onto the bed.
He secretly wanted his senior brother to look at him, but Shen Duo, who was tightly bound as soon as he stood up: "..."
Naturally, Song Xianzhi didn't see anything, and he didn't know what kind of waste Shen Duo was thinking of. After drying the child, he took off his clothes freely and sat in it.
He simply made a barrier around the bathtub, which ordinary people couldn't see clearly.Shen Duo's cultivation was not enough, so he was defenseless, squinting his eyes comfortably, and occasionally raised his hand to wipe it.
The slender and fair hands are very skinny, not as wide as ordinary men's, but the brother's is narrower, which looks very delicate.
Bai Shengsheng's fingertips, like peeling water chestnuts, revealed light powder, and in the steam, holding water droplets, he drew a wet painting on the creamy shoulder.
But this painting is clearly all clear white, and it can't be more pure than pure, yet it exudes a deep astringency for no reason.
On the bed not far away, Shen Duo stared straight at his eyes and unconsciously swallowed his saliva several times.
The white mist has become a very good barrier, properly blocking the line of sight, but the unbreakable feeling makes people more obsessed.
The picture seemed to be frozen in this second for a long time, until there was a scream accompanied by the sound of the clay pot falling to the ground and shattering.
Lying in the bathtub, Song Xianzhi, whose face was flushed by the hot water, opened his eyes in an instant.
The crying of the woman downstairs has not stopped, and there is a lot of noise downstairs.
Song Xianzhi's expression froze, realizing that something might have happened, he quickly got up, raised his hand and took the clothes on the stool into his hands, and while wearing them, he explained to Shen Duo: "Duo Duo, you don't want to stay here. Move around, I'll come as I go."
After finishing speaking, after waiting for a long time without getting a reply, Song Xianzhi picked up the saber on the table and looked up.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but you are shocked when you look at it.
Shen Duo on the bed was wrapped in a quilt, sitting like a bamboo shoot, with ears and tails straight, staring at him blankly, with two tubes of bright red nosebleeds flowing from his nostrils.
Song Xianzhi hurried forward, covered the child with a handkerchief, and said to himself: "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed, have you eaten too much in the past two days?"
Shen Duo shook his head dully, then nodded frantically for a moment, to cover up his strangeness.
Song Xianzhi sighed, thinking, it was all because of his own negligence.
It's fine if I like spicy food, but I even let a child eat it together.
"Sorry a lot, senior brother has to go down to save people first." Song Lianzhi stuffed the handkerchief into Shen Duo's hand, quickly kissed him on the forehead, turned and left.
Shen Duo pinched the handkerchief, and the nosebleed became more violent.
Song Xianzhi's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, only the swinging door leaf remained in front of Shen Duo's eyes.
The sound of the door slamming against the wall pulled Shen Duo out of the charming illusion, and he just remembered.
When the senior brother left, he still had that alluring appearance just now, and his little face stained with nosebleed suddenly collapsed.
With a gloomy expression, Shen Duo pulled out his forty-centimeter long sword from the ring, and followed down the stairs aggressively.
Song Xianzhi did not rush out recklessly, but stood in the hidden place of the stairs, watching the situation downstairs.
It was snowing outside the house, the door of the inn was wide open, the wind and snow blew in, and then lazily landed on the overturned tables, chairs and benches.
The horse bandits I saw downstairs just now were standing in the middle of the room, with scattered people kneeling in front of them.
Taking a quick look, the woman was being questioned by one of the burly men pinching her chin, while the aunt was snuggling at the feet of those men and begging for mercy one by one.
"I'm asking you, where is the person!" The rough male voice sounded, with a sense of grit, threatening: "If you don't say anything, don't blame us for disregarding the friendship of old buddies! Rules, don't you understand!"
The woman was trembling, her face was full of tears, she kept shaking her head, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing.
Seeing that she still refused to speak, the man turned his eyes to his boss, and got the tacit result.
Immediately let go of his posture and swung his hands, throwing the woman on the ground like a leaf, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "We gave you a chance too, as for your Zhang Shu, he has been dead for two years, and our friendship here is also broken." arrive."
As the man said, he had already torn off his coat with one hand, wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb, leaned over and pressed the woman under him, and said with a sinister smile: "I have long wanted to taste his ass, today, but you ask for it!"
Song Xianzhi felt a chill in his heart when he heard that, he didn't expect these horse bandits to be so outrageously bad, they wanted to snatch women by force in public!
The woman was thrown to the ground, screamed, then struggled frantically, crying with red eyes: "Beasts, you beasts!"
The aunt was also anxious when she saw this, but she was kicked aside when she got up, vomited blood, and there was no movement.
Song Xianzhi couldn't react in time, couldn't watch it any longer, and flew downstairs.
"stop!"