Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 240: Washing the skirt (recommended top 100 votes)

Shen Mo froze, "Do you mind?"

"It's just a game. Mind what." Bai Youwei said slowly with her eyes closed. "Besides, my white dress is worn out. Why do you wash it ..."

Shen Mo: "A rag can be washed. There is nothing in a skirt."

Bai Youwei: "..."

She has a headache.

"Because I am ill and have no strength, please treat me." Bai Youwei Yujie said, "Send me to the bedroom, I want to rest."

Shen Mo smiled lightly and took her to the bedroom.

The three bedrooms are similar, Shen Mo picks one at random, there are many dolls, on the table, on the floor, on the window sill, and on the bed. He put Bai Youwei down and waved away the doll on the bed, all kinds of puppet dog teddy bears are scattered Fell to the ground.

Then go to the bedroom next door and pick out three sets of women's clothing from the wardrobe. The retro style is gorgeous and exquisite, and has a complete set of shoes, socks and accessories, as if prepared for the doll of Lolita style.

Bai Youwei fell asleep on the bed, and when Shen Mo came back with her clothes, she half-raised her eyes and chose a set of black at will.

Shen Mo looked at the other two sets and asked her: "Are you sure?"

"Huh." Bai Youwei said weakly, "Why don't you pretend to be a couple?"

"..." Shen Mo looked down at his black T-shirt and was speechless for a moment.

He put the remaining two sets of clothes back, and when he went back to the bedroom, Bai Youwei was already asleep holding the black dress, which should be too uncomfortable, so he wrapped the bath towel, rolled the quilt, and even the mess was not changed. .

Shen Mo sat down beside the bed and pressed her forehead. She didn't feel it and fell asleep peacefully.

After taking a bath, my body temperature dropped slightly, not as hot as before, but my cheeks were still red and hot, and my brows were wrinkled, like an annoyed kitten.

Shen Mo scratched the broken hair on her forehead, then got up and walked out of the room.

He went to the bathroom.

The wet and dirty skirt was still there, crumpled and piled up beside the sink, not much stronger than a rag.

Shen Mo unscrewed the faucet to wash clothes.

He washed quickly, marching | fighting | fighting in general, and rubbing away the stains, changing to clean water and washing it again, wringing and shaking off—

Snapped!

There were drops of water shaking off the white skirt, like rain, sparkling.

Shen Mo smiled silently.

It's a pity that the skirt was broken, but he thought she looked good in a white skirt.

Someone knocked on the door outside and thumped.

"Who's inside?" Tan Xiao laughed and shouted outside, "I'm going to take a shower! It's muddy!"

Li Li called behind: "What do you wear after taking a bath?"

"You care what I wear! I don't wear your clothes anyway!"

"I'm afraid you will blind my eyes when you get naked!"

Talking and laughing: "Hahahaha you are a four-eyed cock! Without glasses, it's not bad to be blind!"

Li Li: "Fuck!"

The two were noisy.

Shen Mo opened the door and chatted outside, stunned, "... Mo Brother, are you taking a shower?"

"No." Shen Mo gave up and said lightly, "Go wash, there is hot water in it."

"Oh!"

After Tan Xiao entered the bathroom, Li Li lost his opponent, and the whole room was quiet a lot. Even Yan Qingwen showed an expression that was finally quiet.

Shen Mo took the skirt downstairs and dragged the old pine floor hanger to the fireplace. The skirt hung up to dry.

Ten people, one fell ill, one was taking a bath, and the remaining eight were in the living room downstairs, relatively speechless and momentarily silent.

Lu Ang wanted to smoke, and drew a packet from his pocket, and the cigarette case dripped dripping.

He whispered in a whisper, and threw the cigarette case soaked in rain into the fireplace anxiously, the red flame shivered and continued to burn.

Yan Qingwen said: "Now people have arrived, the game still has not started, what do you think the reason will be?"

To be honest, the shielding has made me very frantic, and now I just want to blind a few people and curse people, I do n’t want to write a word, alas, the new rudder master Gagen owes first ...

(End of this chapter)