The host was abducted by money

Chapter 695 Donor Wait Slowly (23)

Xuanqing reached out to take the ointment and looked at her furry paws, feeling a little itchy in his heart and wanting to touch them.

The touch on the hand just now was very clear, really soft.

Realizing his excessive thoughts, Xuan Qing lowered his eyes again, and kept chanting that mantra in a low voice.

After he read a few words, he raised his eyes and looked at the thing in his hand.

It was something he had never seen before. The silver-white shell was a ring-shaped container with red and black characters written on it. It was just that he knew some of these words, and some seemed to know them.

This plane uses traditional Chinese characters. This ointment was stuffed in the corner by Su Mu when he was in the modern plane. The characters on it are modern simplified characters, so Xuanqing naturally doesn't recognize some of the characters.

Xuan Qing squeezed the ointment with doubts in his eyes.

"Benefactor, what is this?"

"ointment."

"The pot monk has never seen such an ointment."

"Well, it's unique to me."

"Amitabha, a poor monk with little knowledge."

"Do you need me to wipe it for you?" Su Mu's topic suddenly jumped.

Xuan Qing: ...

I was stunned for a second, then waved my hand and said: "No need, no need to bother the benefactor, the poor monk will solve it by himself."

Su Mu was sitting on the bed, just looking at him who was lying on his stomach, his brown eyes imprinted his appearance very clearly.

"Unscrew the cap on the end of your left hand, squeeze the bottle, and the ointment will come out of the bottle..."

Su Mu explained to him in detail how to use the ointment.

Xuan Qing nodded, had already squeezed the ointment into his hands, and was about to take off his clothes...

With a pause, he met Su Mu's big eyes.

"Benefactor, please avoid suspicion."

I almost forgot that this soft, pet-like fox is a female nine-tailed fox demon.

"Trouble." Su Mu got up, jumped off the bed, walked out the door, closed the door, and squatted outside the door, as if guarding the door for him.

Xuanqing smiled helplessly, and then untied the monk's robe, revealing the smooth back line as the monk's robe slipped off...

After Xuan Qing in the room applied the ointment, he suddenly heard a childish voice from outside:

"Hey, where did this puppy come from? Did my brother bring it to me?"

Outside.

Su Mu lazily raised his eyes and glanced at the little monk, who was about ten years old, and saw her giggling, showing only a few teeth left in her mouth.

"Such a cute puppy must have been brought to me by my brother, puppy, don't you think so?"

The smirking little monk squatted down, trying to hug Su Mu.

Su Mu hid and ran behind the little monk.

Hearing footsteps from inside the house, knowing that Xuan Qing was coming, the next moment he saw the door open, Su Mu glanced at his buttocks.

"Wipe finished?"

Her natural question made Xuan Qing almost blurt out "Okay."

However, rationality swallowed his two words, and said politely: "Thank you for your care, the poor monk has already given the good medicine."

"That's good." Su Mu said, pulling at his trousers, and then climbing up the trousers, occupying his shoulders again.

When one person and one fox were talking, the little monk had an exaggerated expression of being frightened, opened his mouth wide, and pointed at Su Mu with trembling hands:

"Small, the puppy is talking!!!"

"Brother, you, your puppy is talking!!!"

"Brother, did you hear that!!!?"

Su Mu glanced at him lazily.

Not with the general knowledge of the mentally retarded.

(End of this chapter)