Every time it gets worse.

But the society just died.

Totally different from the (good money) previous ones.

If you were at that time.

If you only open the shower curtain once.

That what he just did.

I can still explain it to my mother-in-law.

The crux of the matter is.

He just pulled two...groups...

Lin Yu now.

Just wish what he had just gone through.

is a dream.

After he wakes up.

I found myself lying at home.

pity.

I still thought it was too good.

".々I said I didn't mean it, do you believe me〃‖?"

"Mother-in-law?"

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"I believe you."

"Really? Mother-in-law"

After Lin Yu finished speaking.

Naturally, I didn't have much hope.

result.

After hearing his mother-in-law's answer.

Lin Yu couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

There was an expression of surprise on his face.

My own mother-in-law.

Did you believe what he just said?

But then again.

I really didn't mean it.

He thought it was Li Gui's dean pretending to be him.

Who knew it was true.

But he was very happy in his heart.

He made no other strange moves.

if not.

Lin Yu felt that he was now.

Already able to lie on a hospital bed.

Simultaneously.

Lin Yu only felt a little puzzled.

My own mother-in-law.

What are you doing in the bathroom?

It made him think it was a gift from the 380 director of Li Guijiao

It's just too weird to die for.

"I believe you didn't mean it the first time."

"But..."

"How do you explain the second time?"

After hearing Lin Yu's answer.

Qin Murui was so angry.

Restrained again.

Her restless heart.

Said angrily.

The voice was very cold.

"Forehead…"

"This…"

Lin Yu heard the words.

For a while I didn't know what to say.

After all, the situation at the time.

First words.

It was more like an accident.

The key is your second time.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was intentional.

(’) No wonder my mother-in-law.

Will be so angry now.

Lin Yu now just feels like vomiting blood.

Because he really couldn't think of a reason.

How should I explain this to my mother-in-law.

His second act.

There was a moment of silence.

The bathroom fell into silence again.

at the same time.

"Xiaoqin."

"Auntie told you something."

On the sofa in the living room.

Li Gui Dean thought for a while.

It's just like making up your mind.

He looked to his side.

Qin Xiaoqin was playing with her daughter.

He said with a serious face.

"What's wrong, Auntie?"

The girl in the pink skirt who was playing with the ghost loli heard this.

Can't help showing a curious expression.

Looking at the director of Li Gui who was beside him.

There was a doubtful voice in his mouth.

"Xiaoqin, you go to the bathroom later, and then open the shower curtain."

Li Gui Dean hesitated for a few seconds.

Only then slowly opened the mouth and said.

"Oh."

"etc…"

"Isn't Brother Lin Yu taking a bath in the bathroom?"

The pink skirt girl nodded.

Then something seemed to come to mind.

Can't help but ask.

At the same time, I couldn't help but recall it in my mind.

What she saw that day.

Immediately showed a shy expression.

A slight flush began to appear on the cheeks.

"Your brother Lin Yu may have fallen asleep. Auntie will take a look and wake him up."

Looking at the expression on the face of the girl in the pink skirt.

Li Gui Dean continued to speak.

"But Auntie, isn't my mother on top?"

"Can't you let her call Brother Lin Yu?"

The face of the girl in the pink skirt.

He showed a puzzled expression again.

"No, Xiaoqin, this kind of thing can only be done by you."

Li Gui Dean shook his head.

Then he spoke.

"Okay, then I'll go up and call Brother Lin Yu."

The girl in the pink skirt listened.

nodded.

Then there was no hesitation.

Instead, he walked upstairs to the bathroom.

"Mom, why is sister Xiaoqin the only one to do the job of waking up the handsome guy's roommate?"

"Can't I?"

After seeing the girl in the pink skirt leave.

Li Gui's teaching director heaved a sigh of relief.

after all.

It was the only way she could think of.

No matter how angry that Mrs. Qin is,