Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Don't be afraid, it's just a work of art, not a real person." She whispered.

There was a bullet ring. When she sat down, there were several eggs on the board. They were thrown up and hit the body. After a few "snaps", the eggs were thrown over and shattered all over the body. Keep slipping.

"Sorry, I definitely didn't mean it." Feng Tianjing stood up, threw away the lighter, turned around and strode away.

Thinking of these fun things, Feng Tianjing's smile deepened, but she knew better that she couldn't stay outside for too long, otherwise she would be in danger, so she ran away secretly, leaving ten yuan as compensation.

"Crackling!" A string of firecrackers were ignited by the lighter she threw and bounced towards Wenshui.

"Fuck, what's going on?" He struggled, and he was woken up just after half a sleep.

"Ah, butler, butler." Wenshui grunted in pain. He pressed his body against the herb slate, holding a towel to cover his handsome face, which was almost twisted in pain.

In the backyard of Wen'an Pavilion, this room was where he studied the naked medicinal bath. The body was pressed against the medicinal stone slab, which could strengthen the body. He just accidentally fell asleep and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Asked if the water hurt, he stretched out his hand and pulled the towel away.

"Fuck, who's going to do this?" Wenshui's hearty voice sounded slightly hoarse.

I just couldn't get a good night's sleep, and then I got blown up with firecrackers?

Looking down at his body, he saw that it was covered with egg whites and yolks, dripping down. The key point was that his body was extremely red and swollen from the bullets.

"Do it!" Wenshui turned around, jumped down from above, and stood firmly on the spot.

The handsome face of the Wenshui demon was as cold as ice. He gritted his teeth and said, "Han Changqing, Xiao Ran, please come out here."

Unfortunately, no one responded.

Wenshui clenched her fists, blaming him for being too tired and having fallen into a deep sleep.

Being beaten these days is a shame in his life.

"Butler." Wenshui roared, grabbing his bathrobe and putting it on.

The butler Pidian ran over, opened the door, and said in surprise: "Master, you usually sleep for three hours, but it's only less than half an hour now. Why are you awake?"

"Did Han Changqing and Xiao Ran come here just now?"

The housekeeper listened, stared at him in confusion, and said, "Master, do you miss them too much? Are you hallucinating? They have all gone to City C and will not be able to come back in a short time."

Wenshui listened, stepped forward, picked up the butler, and pressed it to one side.

"Master, don't do this." The housekeeper was supported by his hands on both sides, a little shy, and said, "I won't do it."

Ask Shui for a moment.

"Get out." Wenshui picked up the butler and threw him out.

He raised his foot and kicked the door hard.

"Hiss." Wenshui turned around and fell to the side.

His handsome face was distorted by the pain. He stretched out his hand to touch it, pulled it off and put it in his palm. He saw it was a crystal clip.

"Damn it, where did this woman thing come from?" Asked Shui unhappy.

I'm in a bad mood right now! A little desire, a feeling of dissatisfaction.

He raised his eyes and saw the monitor on one side. He turned around to get it, connected it to his iPad, and clicked on it to look at it.

Today he came in, leaned on the medicine stone, and fell asleep quickly.

Not long after, a figure came in, and the woman actually said something strange to him!

"Fuck." Wenshui jumped up when he saw this.

Seeing the scene on the monitor, Wenshui almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He has grown so big and still... . . Consider him a work of art?

Yes, that’s right! ignition.

"It's okay, it's just a work of art?" Wenshui heard from the surveillance camera that the woman actually despised him and said it was not a real person, but a work of art?