Chapter 23: Put on small pants衩

It was raining for a while, and it was a storm. The raindrops lingered on the edge of the window, and I was greeted by Xia Yao’s heart. He went to the window and looked out the window with hatred. If it’s just raining, and the wind and rain are mixed, the umbrella in Yuan’s hand has been smashed.
"Get in!" Xia Yao sighed.
Yuan jumped into the window.
Xia Yao pulled out a large nightgown from the closet and handed it to Yuan Lian, let him take a bath first. Yuan Lian took a shower and saw Xia Yao hanging his wet clothes to dry.
"Your underwear is too small and tight to wear." Yuan said.
Xia Yao’s face was green and green.
"Who Nima let you wear?"
"I look at the bathroom and I wear it." A look of course.
Xia Yao’s cold eyes stared at him straight.
Yuan Lian’s hand slides to the edge of the tough cheekbones, especially the deliberate muzzle.
"Or... I am taking it off now?"
"no need!"
Xia Yao’s hard bang resented and stretched his face toward the writing desk. Then, open the drawer of the writing desk, take the wooden house model out and ask, "Is it counted that day?"
Yuan Li asked: "What?"
"It’s the Lord who gives you a smile, you put it on the pants." He said that he took the clay figurine out.
Yuan Liyi saw that the corner of his mouth could not hold a smile.
"What are you laughing at?" Xia Yaoyin's face.
Anyone who has to laugh at this thing, the little chicken and the buttocks of the clay sculptures all make Xia Yao black, and there are some bad things stuck on it. It seems that Xia Yao has done countless efforts before, and he wants to put on the pants for the little ones. As a result, the craftsmanship is not working, and it becomes the virtue of the present.
Yuan Zhong slammed his mouth and said faintly: "The difficulty is getting bigger, and the laughter is not good!"
"Don't lick your nose!" Xia Yao forced Yuan Li, "Let you make repairs that you can afford to see you! Can't repair? Don't fix me!"
Yuan Zhongyi swept his head and swept Xia Yao and said, "Repair."
Xia Yao is a bit like a smile.
So there was heavy rain outside, and two people sat by the window. Xia Yao listened to the sound of the rain while listening to the voice of Yuan Ding. He was particularly puzzled, why he couldn’t move with a hammer, but could Yuan Yuan use the knife to cut iron?
"Jin is not on the knife, in the hand." Yuan Li said.
Cut... Xia Yao snorted.
However, I have to admire Xia Yao, Yuan Li, the pair of seemingly rough and big hands, can still do such a delicate job. The knife circulates between the fingers, and the flowers work beautifully. After a while, the chickens that the little man raised were gone, replaced by a full hill. I don’t know what Yuan’s hands and feet were moving on the little man’s body. After putting on the small pants, the little man not only has no rules, but has the suspicion of selling. It is said that the complete nakedness is not tempting, and the half-covering is called sexy. Yuan Lian’s awe-inspiring work will make this speech vividly.
Xia Yao looked awkward and said, "Put on your pants."
Yuan Zhongyi glanced at him and said, "The amount of work is too big, I can't play."
"You are absolutely deliberate."
Yuan Zhongyi licked his fangs. "I will add a small pants as you requested. You don't say anything about yourself, but you can't do it."