Rise From the Humble

People have three emergencies, which are difficult to control.

When Ouyang Zishi was caught up in the carnival of the golden age, Zhu Ping'an's physiological problems could not be delayed. He had been holding it in for so long and had reached the limit. He was almost rolling his eyes from holding it in.

"Uncle, do you want to change clothes?" Baozi's little maid Hua'er, who usually reacts slowly, seemed to be possessed by Sherlock Holmes and Conan at this moment. She even noticed Zhu Ping'an's physical difficulties immediately. He asked with his chubby little hands holding the corners of his clothes and his baby-red cheeks.

There was no need to delay the physiological problem, and Zhu Ping'an didn't care about the embarrassment. He blushed and nodded gently, "Yes."

"Well, maid, let me help my uncle to change...change his clothes. If you hold it back, it won't be good."

Hua'er's voice was like a mosquito, and her little face was so red that it almost bled, as if all the blood in her body was rushing to her face.

"Ahem, I'll excuse you Hua'er."

Zhu Ping'an coughed and cupped his hands in embarrassment. At this time, he really couldn't care less about the embarrassment.

"No trouble, no trouble, uncle, please stop being so polite." Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, shook her little head hurriedly and said repeatedly.

Getting out of bed and changing clothes may seem simple, but it is actually very difficult.

Hua'er is not tall and not very strong. It was very difficult to help Zhu Pingan out of bed. He struggled for a while before he was able to help Zhu Pingan out of bed, half dragging and half resisting. Zhu Pingan almost rolled his eyes in pain during the process.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, uncle, Hua'er is too stupid, wuwuwu..." Baozi's little maid burst into tears as she blamed herself.

"It's okay, isn't it okay?" Zhu Pingan endured the pain and comforted her with a smile.

"But, Hua'er is clumsy and must have hurt my uncle just now." Hua'er sobbed, unable to stop her tears.

"No." Zhu Pingan shook his head with a smile and said inconsistently, "It doesn't hurt at all."

"Really?" Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, heard this and stopped crying.

"Of course it's true." Zhu Ping'an nodded against his will, with a smile on his lips.

So Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, believed it to be true and burst into tears, "I thought I would hurt my uncle because of my clumsiness."

Zhu Pingan twitched his lips after removing the word "hui".

"Uncle, let me help you undress..."

Hua'er helped Zhu Pingan to the end of the bed, shook her little hands and took the chamber pot placed at the end of the bed, shyly lowered her head and whispered, when it came to helping Zhu Pingan undress, Hua'er's little face was so red that it started to bleed. It was not only red but also hot, as if it was about to catch fire. Before she finished speaking, the blush spread from her cheeks to her ears, her neck and back, and all the way to her toes.

ha?

Help me undress?

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but shake his head after hearing the mosquito-like voice of Baozi's little maid Hua'er. This is already embarrassing enough. How can I let you help me undress again? He coughed and firmly rejected Hua'er's kindness, "Cough Cough, no, no need, just support me a little from behind, and I will do the rest by myself."

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Zhu Pingan tried his best to keep his balance, unbuckling his belt with one hand and holding the chamber pot with the other. He was very stretched, and there were paintings around him, which made Zhu Pingan feel very embarrassed. He held the chamber pot in hand and paused for a long time before finally finally Overcoming the shyness, I began to let go, from the beginning of "seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three raindrops in front of the mountain" to "flying down three thousand feet, suspected of the Milky Way falling from the sky"...

It's really not easy.

After the release, Zhu Pingan was so excited that he almost shed tears.

How embarrassing.

Such a big person...

After lying back on the bed, Zhu Ping'an's face was hot. He held "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his hands and didn't turn a page for a long time.

After Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, poured out the chamber pot and washed it, she passed by the courtyard. Her little face was red and hot. Although she had just washed the chamber pot in the clean room and washed her face several times, her little face was still hot, and it was getting hotter. It was getting hotter and hotter, especially when the blushing scene kept replaying in her mind, her little face became even redder and hotter...

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed."

Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, couldn't help but stretched out her chubby hands to cover her face. Her face turned red and she meowed like a cat in embarrassment.

There was a little girl watering the flowers in the corner of the courtyard. She vaguely heard a shy groan. She thought she heard a kitten calling spring. She wondered why there was a cat in the yard. She raised her head out of curiosity to follow the sound. , and then saw Hua'er covering her little face and blushing.

The little girl was stunned for a moment. Seeing Hua'er covering her little face and her face was so red, she thought Hua'er was sick and uncomfortable. She quickly ran over with a small kettle and asked nervously, "Sister Hua'er, what are you doing?" What's wrong, do you have a fever? Oh, sister Hua'er, why is your face so red?"

"Little cucumber, no, no, it's little yellow flower. I don't have a fever, no. My face is just a little hot. Also, little yellow flower, why are you sneaking around? Why did you suddenly appear in front of me? I was shocked. Woolen cloth."

Baozi's little maid Hua'er was startled when she heard the little girl's voice. Feeling guilty, her little face couldn't help but become redder and hotter, as if she was embarrassed after someone revealed an unspeakable secret. He pursed his lips.

"Sister Hua'er, I didn't sneak around, and I didn't show up suddenly. I was watering the flowers here. When I saw you coming over, I called you several times." Xiao Huanghua explained a little aggrievedly.

"Oh, okay, that's because I was distracted by my thoughts just now. I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, just go and do your work. You have to take good care of those hostas. They will be in flowering season soon. The lady likes them. tight."

The blush on Hua'er's face couldn't dissipate for a long time, and she was worried that Xiao Huanghua would see something. She waved her hand, found an excuse, and sent the little girl away.

"Am I really blushing?"

Hua'er, the maid under the bun, turned around after the little girl left, stretched out her chubby hands and pinched her baby face, "Ah, it's really hot."

No, no, this won't work.

After returning to the door of the bedroom, Baozi's little maid Hua'er stopped and took several deep breaths. She tried her best to calm down for a while. She felt that her face was not so burning before she walked in.

It was just the footsteps of Hua'er walking in that startled Zhu Pingan. Although the eyes of Hua'er only made contact with Zhu Pingan for a very short moment, Hua'er quickly lowered his head, but the frightened deer in his heart suddenly jumped to the ground. In his mind, his little face couldn't help but get hot again.

Hua'er's head was lowered, like a frightened deer. He peeked at Zhu Pingan with his peripheral vision and found that Zhu Pingan had lowered his head to read. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still very hot.