How does the male protagonist pick up soap through the NP system

There was only candlelight flickering in the room.

Xi Ya was making breeches for Mo Cha, and Mo Cha rested his chin and watched his movements.The unblinking eyes made Xia feel soft in her heart when she occasionally raised her head.When I saw Mo Cha for the first time, I noticed that his eyes were particularly attractive, like black glass beads shrouded in hazy mist. When you open your eyes and look at people, you can't help but soften your mind.

What Xi Ya didn't know was that Mo Cha was a bit short-sighted at all. Myopic eyes with big eyes always look at people with a slightly seductive taste.

Mo Cha finally couldn't help but ask, "Xia, what is your animal form?"

Xia Xia said casually: "What do you think?"

Mo Cha expressed his guess: "It's not like a tiger or a leopard. Could it be a dog?"

West Asia's two beast ears popped out: "Of course not."

Mo Cha leaned over and reached out to touch it curiously. Following his movements, Xia's ears moved sensitively.The moving appearance added a bit of liveliness to Xi Ya's quiet face.

Xia saved her ear from him, and raised her handsome eyebrows: "Don't touch it, I'm a wolf in animal form, don't put me together with stupid things like dogs."

Mo Cha: ... Isn't it a hundred steps to laugh at fifty steps?

"Let go of me! Hun Dan, be careful I will sue you for molesting!" Mo Cha struggled desperately, trying to throw off the huge creature that was pressing on him - the patriarch.

The patriarch laughed, and he laughed even more ferociously, looking like a real rapist: "What is obscenity? You are mine when you come here." After finishing speaking, his face turned purple The huge lower body leaned towards Mo Cha's body, and the big and terrifying organ thrust into between his legs forcefully.

Mo Cha punched him, and the patriarch easily grabbed his wrist, and then fell down on the soft lawn by the stream.

Mo Cha's face turned pale with shock: Damn, my chrysanthemums are all over the place and hurt!

Just when he was struggling to the point of despair, a huge white wolf fell from the sky and kicked the patriarch away. The patriarch's huge body hit the thick tree trunk heavily, and he stopped moving immediately.

"Wolf?" Mo Cha quickly got up, a little confused.

The wolf was not malicious at all, licking his face and then his whole body in a gentle way.It was a lingering feeling that came flooding in like a tide. Mo Cha raised his face and involuntarily groaned sweetly: "Ah... West Asia..."

Mo Cha was in a bad mood when he woke up.Dreaming about x in someone else's bed, having sex with the male master on someone else's bed, and having sex with the male master who turned into a wolf in front of a passer-by on someone else's bed.

It hurt me a lot!Mo Cha burst into tears.But when he touched the sticky lump under his body, his whole body froze.He lifted the quilt in disbelief, looked at the soiled blanket and cried without tears: Kneel down!The morals are broken all over the ground, there is no wood!Who said that Chunmeng had no trace, how would this destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces!

What was even more tragic than this was that when he turned his head with tears streaming down his face, he saw the figure of Sia by the door.

Mo Cha wanted to die already.

Nothing could save him.

Because early in the morning, he felt the strong whistling breath under the quilt and his breath was unstable, and he had to go to the stream to take a cold bath and came back. When he came back, he received a strong visual impact. He turned around silently and went out to blow. The cool breeze has gone.

If Mo Cha hadn't been concentrating on finding a hole to drill down, he would have found that the tips of his ears were red.

Mo Cha hesitantly signaled to Sia that he would wash the quilt clean: "Uh, is there soap for washing clothes?" When he said this, Mo Cha glanced left and right, but he didn't look at Sia's eyes because of his guilt.

Xia put the saponins in his hand: "Use this, I'll get you the washboard."

Mo Cha responded blankly, "Yes."

After arduous scrubbing, Mo Cha finally wiped out the remains, and tried to hang the blanket on a bamboo branch to dry.The blanket became extremely heavy after absorbing water, and it actually broke the bamboo branches.Mo Cha hurriedly rushed to rescue the fruits of his labor, only grabbed one end of the blanket, and saw that the other end of the blanket was about to fall to the ground, holding the blanket firmly with a pair of big hands.

"Sia." Mo Cha breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give it to me, I'll do it." Xi Ya twisted hard, and he wrung out a lot of water from the blanket that Mo Cha had wrung so hard.He easily wrung the blanket like a twist, and the degree of dehydration was comparable to that of a washing machine.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then looked away awkwardly.

At this time, Sailin came over and gave a thank you gift of herbs.

When Mo Cha saw it, it was not simple fruits and vegetables, but tofu.Yes, it is white tofu.

"You made it yourself?" Mo Cha poked the white and tender tofu. It seemed that the food in the tribe was not as primitive as he thought.

Sailin smiled: "I made it myself. It's made by Ah Chun's tofu shop. Try it. It's especially delicious when stewed in broth."

After Mo Cha cooked the meal, the yd feeling from that dream finally disappeared.He finally stopped thinking about the dream that made him complain, and concentrated on eating.

After the meal, Mo Cha asked, "Xia, what are you going to do in a while?"

Xi Ya put down the bowls and chopsticks and said, "I want to tidy up my things, you can do it yourself."

Mo Cha watched him enter the storage room and sat in the yard by himself, feeling a little bored suddenly.As a result, when he turned around, he saw male creatures wandering outside the yard. He reflexively thought of the dream about being raped last night, and hurriedly ran back to the house shaking off goosebumps.

The house in West Asia is simple, with only the most basic stone and wooden furniture.The floor is solid soil, a floor that Mo Cha had only seen in his hometown when he was a child.But in just ten years, the house in my hometown has long been demolished and a bright small western-style building has been built.It is even more soberly aware that this is a real ancient time in another world.

What if I can't go back?Just thinking about it made my heart skip a beat.In the evening, there will be a martial arts competition for Naoshizi. It is said that there is no real winner who wants to do something to him!Mo Cha suddenly felt a strong chastity crisis.