Although I didn't sleep yesterday, my spirits did not decrease at all. First, I went to the shop yesterday and asked my boss to draw some characters for me.

When the little old man saw me, he looked at my face first, and then smiled, "I'm not wrong. Take the risk and help me."

I thought of Grandma Feng, who saved my life. She nodded and said, "Yes, the boss is right. You really have noble people to help me."

The boss sighed, "Yesterday I only saw a noble man, but today I see that you are a noble man or a friend. It's hard to say whether you are happy or bad."

"Friends?" I couldn't imagine how Grandma Feng would be friends with me. An idea flashed by and I asked, "Boss, can you tell if I'm young or old?"

"Oh, you took the risk yesterday, and you don't even know who you are?"

I shook my head.'Boss, don't let me guess. What can't we say?'

The owner sighed.'I would like to tell you that Ding is Ding Mao. Unfortunately, there's no way to let the cat out of the bag. Okay, the more I say, the more confused you are, the more you want to go.

When he finished, he picked up my note and went into the inner room. He just listened to it and scratched and twittered for a while. He didn't know what he was doing. I was curious and went to the door of the inner room. I pressed my neck to look inside. Was it so troublesome to draw this symbol?

As soon as I was past, he came out and clapped the two notes on my hand.'Look, you're safe. Take care of your preferential price. One hundred dollars will do.

I looked at the two symbols. Although they are slightly different, they are basically the same.'Boss, I want some more.

The little old man's face sank, "How many? Do you think it's the same as a child's drawing? This will cost me a hundred yuan Shen, but the price of cabbage, I'll do it for you now, you ask if there is such a good thing.

I always thought the little old man was a man of high rank. I didn't want to make him angry, so I thanked him and handed him a hundred bucks respectfully. I took two notes and said goodbye.

Having made a good note, I spent more than 1,000 years buying a second-hand broken notebook, and I turned around the various vegetable farms to look for black dog blood. There is a dog meat stall in the restaurant, because I have several dogs in my hometown, so I have always been very disgusted with selling dog meat.

But this time I can't help but hold back my displeasure and get over it. Standing aside for a long time, I was very embarrassed to ask if there was a black dog. Can I just buy blood, blood?

The vendor listened to me and sneered. I thought it was over. Who knows this very straightforward way: "Is not it black dog blood, just say so, so ink marks!"

His voice was not small. The people at the stall next to him looked at me sympathetically. When the stall owner handed me the barrel, he also cared about the tunnel: "Dude, it's really no good, hide, don't die."

I thanked them, took the bucket and went home. As I passed the first floor, the landlord's aunt looked furtively at what I had in her hand behind the closed window. She was ridiculous. I wanted to say hello to her, but I figured it out. Since they pretended not to know, I could solve the problem with Morning without them at all. 。

Put the black dog's blood in the house. I went out and bought a few kilograms of spareribs and two white lotus roots, as well as some messy condiments handed down yesterday morning. When I was about to go back, I suddenly saw a discount dress shop in front of me.

Remembering the two legs of the morning light, I pinched my wallet, which was not very thick, and walked in.

When I got home, I threw aside a bunch of things I had bought, counted them all, and now I'm waiting for the night to catch the devil.

I think there is no omission, I look at the morning in bed, itching up, it's still early before dark, anyway, nothing to do, help the morning wipe body, change clothes.

Actually, I want to help her take a bath, but the bathroom and bathroom are public. I go to the bathroom in the morning, and people will see that I am perverted.

When I took off her underwear, my hands were shaking and my mouth said, "Morning, yesterday I threw you into the garbage dump was too bad. I had no time last night. Now I wipe it for you. And your clothes were sent with the box. Who knows what's strange. I'll change them for you later. These are all new purchases."

I don't know if it's because I feel guilty. I talked a lot and kept explaining to her what I was going to do. At the same time, I was still inspiring myself. She was bought by me, it's mine, and she said that she was my wife. Wasn't it normal for her to wipe herself and change clothes?

As I spoke, I wetted the towel with warm water. First, I cleaned her face. When she became a human in the morning, she had not inflated it yet. Every part of her body was full when she left, and it seemed that she did not like her flat appearance.

When I finished wiping my face, the towel began to move down, the slender white neck, the tall chest, and the beautiful stamens on her chest, I felt her eyes move. She was about to wake up?

I took a meal and looked up at her, only to see that my eyes, which had just opened wide, were closed, and the long eyelashes seemed to be shaking. She didn't wake up, but she must have felt that this body was no different from a living person.

I was glad to kiss her eyes.'In the morning, your eyelashes are so long. I move forward.