Chapter 828: Master, you have a sweaty smell

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Nanxun noticed that Meng Ziyi was looking at her and was proud of it. The big boss seems to have looked at her.
She can even fool the ghosts, not to mention the people, she is not her? Hey.
The big Han surnamed Li, called Li Dazhuang, was grateful for the silver of his wife. He and his mother pinched several rice to the masters to eat on the road, and some dried meat he had bought from the town before. Salted, can be put for a long time.
Meng Ziyi did not deny, his dry food just finished eating, and ... this meat is very delicious.
Li Dazhuang's home is a thatched house. Although it is not big, there are two rooms. Usually he and his mother are alone. But at this time, Li Dazhuang went to his mother's house to play the ground, leaving Meng Ziyi a separate room.
Auntie also sent two buckets of hot water and towels thoughtfully. Some apologetically said: "The family is poor, there is no bathtub. We usually take off the clothes and wash them with hot water. We can only grieve the master."
Meng Ziyi still has no nonsense, and directly said: "Thank you."
When the aunt died, Meng Ziyi tried to reach the bucket and tried the water temperature. The temperature was just right.
It seems that I have not taken a hot bath for a long time.
Meng Ziyi put the knives and knives that had never left on the table, and the meteor scorpion sword and the picture tube on the back were also put down. Then, his hands flexibly untied the belt and prepared to undress.
However, when the plain gray robes had just been halfway out, he suddenly noticed something, and his movements slammed into the air, and quickly slid the robes back.
Meng Ziyi turned his head and faced the knives on the table. A handsome face was tight.
Just peeked into the scabbard of a firm skin on the chest:...
The keenness of the big boss is really terrible, she has become a scabbard, and he can feel her sight.
Nanzhao pretended to die, and she did not admit that she was voyeuristic.
Meng Ziyi obviously did not intend to talk to her theory. He went straight to the front and pulled out the scorpion knives. The scorpion knives were still on the table. He took the scabbard and walked to the bedside, and stuffed the scabbard under the quilt. Covered tightly, a small corner was not revealed.
Nanxun: ...
Xiao Ba ruthlessly laughed, "You think that you are attached to the scabbard now, the big boss will not notice your naked eyes? Innocent.
Grandpa tells you that although the Mengda boss is blind, his other senses are quite sensitive. The ear can hear the sound of the leaves falling on the ground. The nose can smell the monsters within a hundred miles, and the alertness is especially acute. "Nan Wei: "Small eight, do you know social anxiety patients? They are very sensitive to the sight of others. Some people have a keen explanation for this, in fact, your senses truly feel the small changes in the environment, which are not aware of you, but your brain noticed. You may have heard a lighter sound than the leaves, or felt the small vibrations of the objects around you. The brain noticed these subtle changes. This is another 'sixth sense', so my voyeurism caused it. The fluctuation of the air changes the temperature of the air and makes him
The brain received these messages, so he was discovered?

Xiao Ba: "... Hey, since you are so sensible, that might be."
The scabbard was smashed by Meng Ziyi in the quilt, and she was not guilty of breathing now, or she would be suffocated by life.
However, although she couldn't see anything by the quilt, she could hear the sound, plus there was a live explanation from Xiao Ba, and there was no difference between seeing it with her. Xiao Ba excited: "Get rid of it, first-class great body, wheat skin, no accidental eight-pack abs, squatting. Then go down... oh, no, yeah still shield five knowledge. I don’t want to see it, I’m embarrassed to be jealous. I can only say that you will be happy in the future.
barrier.

Nan Yan: "...If you are not careful, you will be filthy. Hey, block the five knowledge, you are still small, this kind of picture is less good, hurt self-esteem."
Xiao eight:......
Injury a hair self-esteem. He still has a lot of room to grow up!
Soon Nanxun heard the sound of water splashing. The cloth towel broke into the bucket, and after being covered with water, it was picked up by a man and slid over the naked body, so repeatedly, one after another.
After a while, the voice changed, and it became the sound of the cloth towel falling into the bucket.
He must have been screwed very hard, because Nanxun heard other sounds, water splashed in the bucket, ticking.
Then, without thinking, I also know that the man is wiping the body with a cloth towel that has just been unscrewed.
Then, I learned the rate of wearing clothes.
Nanxun was speechless, and the master put back the dirty clothes that had not changed for a hundred years.
Waiting for Nanxun to see Meng Ziyi again, he has been dressed neatly, and then used the scabbard to cover the scorpion knives.
When he is now scabbard, he is directly holding the lower end of the scabbard, without holding the scabbard waist.
Nan Yan, suddenly asked a little whispered: "Master, how long have you washed your clothes?"
Microton, "it seems to have a sweaty smell."
Mencius Yi stunned.
Nancy continued to say no to death: "If you don't change clothes, it would be useless for the master to clean it."
Meng Ziyi’s face suddenly...black, and he subconsciously raised his arm and smelled it.
Nancy: "The master himself can't smell it. If you stay in one place for a long time, it's hard to smell the place, but if you suddenly break into this place, the taste will be especially noticeable."
The implication is that you wear this dilapidated clothes all day long, even if you have any smell, you are immune.
Meng Ziyi’s face is darker.
He actually loves to be clean. He will take a cold shower when he encounters water. The robes and trousers will be washed in the water and then dried.
But since he took the road to painting, he unconsciously began to avoid taking a shower. But even so, this is not a few days in total, is the smell of sweat so obvious?
In fact, Nanxun did not smell the smell, she is a fool of Meng Ziyi hahahaha.

Why don’t you say it earlier?
Meng Ziyi asked with a slap in the face and his face was stinking.
Nan Hao’s tone is quite innocent:
It’s useless to say it on the road, and the master has no clothes to change.

"How come now?"
Nanxun said: "At this time, the master is not a place to stay. The master can ask Li Dazhuang to borrow a dress. Anyway, the master's clothes are better than the villagers."
Xiao Ba: "What is the truth?"
If it is normal, Mencius will not do this kind of thing, but Nan Zhen is so disgusted, he really went, and soon he will have a short robe and trousers back.
Nanxun was re-plugged into the quilt, and when Meng Ziyi quickly changed into clean clothes, she was released.
It turned out that the dirty clothes were neatly stacked by Meng Ziyi and they were included in the parcel.
Nanxun saw that he was very concerned about this simple robe. He couldn’t help but say: "Master, you still wear the original look. After you wash it back and dry it, you can change it back."
When Meng Ziyi heard this, he flashed a little, and the cold face looked softer under the dim light. The little gossip screamed out, "Nan Hao, you have forced you! Just now, the value of the big boss's evil thought suddenly dropped by 3 points! I think a lot of wow!"