When Zhao Futu came out neatly dressed after taking a bath, Aunt Lan sat on the sofa as gently and virtuously as usual, and brought him a bowl of fragrant chicken soup. However, at this time, Aunt Lan squinted.

With beautiful pink eyes and a weird smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, after serving the chicken soup, he just stared at him without saying a word. Zhao Futu felt uncomfortable all over and almost thought he was wearing his pants.

Inverted.

This is Aunt Lan’s special skill!

It is one of the secret tricks that cannot be passed down. The psychological shadow left by Zhao Futu since childhood is basically self-inflicted without fighting.

"Auntie, I just went out to exercise." Zhao Futu pointed to the pile of clothes soaked in the laundry sink with a frown, and said calmly with a low eyebrow: "Look, the clothes are all soaked there!"

"Really?" A trace of suspicion appeared on Aunt Lan's beautiful face. She looked over and nodded gently.

Aunt Lan has a standard oval face, with a hint of the ladylike atmosphere unique to northern women, and a pair of thin and long eyebrows. Her eyes are shining with hope, but she has a little bit of the soft beauty of Xiaojiabiyu that is unique to southern women.

Whenever her beautiful red phoenix eyes narrow slightly, she looks very powerful!

Zhao Futu has always had a very obvious characteristic in lying since he was a child, that is, he can break his eyes. Poor women around this guy are all shrewd and exquisite. The number of times he has successfully lied since he was a child is completely countable!

When Zhao Futu spoke at that time, he didn't keep his eyes closed. So Aunt Lan believed what he said and said with some anger: "What kind of exercise are you going out for in the middle of the night?"

"I came here after nine o'clock, but I didn't see your people when I came here!" Aunt Lan rolled her eyes at him. She threw a mobile phone over and said bitterly: "I called you and you didn't bring your mobile phone with you. I waited until the early morning before I couldn't bear it.

Fell asleep."

Zhao Futu felt warm in his heart. He picked up the chicken soup and drank it. He raised his head and said with a playful smile: "Well, I will definitely pay attention next time!"

"You're not serious!" Aunt Lan was so amused by his naughty words that she couldn't laugh or cry. She lightly flicked his forehead with her finger, and then said: "After you finish drinking, go to bed and I'll wash your clothes."

"Don't soak clothes overnight. The color will fade easily!"

Hearing this, Zhao Futu finished the chicken soup in a few mouthfuls and said, "Aunt Lan, I'll do it myself. There are beddings in the room outside. Don't go back today. Just rest here."

"What kind of clothes do you know how to wash!..." Aunt Lan rolled her eyes at him, got up and walked over.

Zhao Futu had no choice but to eat the chicken with big mouthfuls. Speaking of which, he had not eaten this kind of authentic local chicken soup for a long time. The chickens raised on the market now are all fed with feed. The taste is completely bland.

It can be said that he can't eat anything from places like KFC. Others can't taste the strange smell in the chicken, but he can feel it as soon as he takes it in!

Nowadays, when you make a pot of chicken soup with the chickens you buy on the market, you have to add the oil yourself.

If it is a real country chicken, it will feel a little greasy after boiling a pot of chicken soup, with a fragrant and attractive light yellow oil floating on it. He remembered that when he was a child, he had such a big bowl of fragrant and mellow chicken soup.

After drinking the chicken soup, you will be covered in fine beads of sweat within a short while. For a person like him who is quite picky and can taste seven to eight percent of the taste of food, is it true that the original flavor will be felt as soon as it enters his mouth?

Know!

When he was a child, his favorite thing was stewed chicken soup, but as he grew up, he rarely ate chicken anymore.

The chicken soup in his memory, even without any seasoning, could still taste a unique sweetness, but now that he could buy it, he tasted a dry taste.

Technology is still advancing, but many beautiful things remain in memories unconsciously.

………………

Aunt Lan is still washing clothes. She wears a cooking apron and has beautiful long hair tied back. Aunt Lan is different from other women. She never dyes her hair. Her hair is always so black and beautiful.

, she likes this black color. From Zhao Futu's perspective, he can see Aunt Lan's slim back as she bends over to do the laundry. The gentle and gentle aura unique to a housewife makes him feel that his eyes are always looking at her unconsciously.

Move that way.

So, he took a deep breath, walked towards the study, and said softly: "Auntie, you can go to bed first after washing your clothes."

"I'll go to the study to check some information."

Aunt Lan said softly, raised her hand to gently lift her long hair, turned around, smiled softly, and nodded.

Zhao Futu turned on the computer and logged into the chat tool.

It's about two o'clock in the morning, but I didn't expect that there are actually many people online. It seems that there are indeed a lot of night owls nowadays, and their work and rest schedules are completely reversed.

The content of the chat was not useful, so Zhao Futu took a few glances and went to look up information.

But at this moment, the girl named 'Yi Yitian' who asked the question in the group last time clicked on his window.

The girl sent an angry expression and roared: "Hey! Bastard! I finally waited until you came online!"

Zhao Futu: "..."

Yi Yitian: "Since what you said last time, those bastards have called me the Master of Rubbing!"

Zhao Futu: "That's not bad. Did they issue you a master qualification certificate?"

Yi Yitian: "..."

Yi Yitian: "Hun Dan! Hun Dan!...I will fight with you!..."

………………

Zhao Futu suddenly felt a little narrow-minded in his heart. He smiled evilly and typed out the following line:

"Congratulations to classmate Yi Yitian, your kneading skill has been upgraded to level 5. Please choose an additional ability from the following three options!"

"Option 1, advance to Rubbing Specialization Level 1."

"Option 2, automatically comprehend the g-spot mastery skills."

"Option 3, automatically obtain multiple abilities, and obtain multiple superpositions when using kneading skills."

………………

Yi Yitian suddenly became strangely silent.

A long, long time later, just when Zhao Futu thought he had made her cry and ignored him, she suddenly sent a strange smile with a line of small blood-red characters underneath!
Chapter completed!