Pick up and repair the swollen prescription with a wooden spoon.
"Master, please calm down and listen to me. I didn't mean to. I don't remember what happened at that time, but I remember that I was stimulated by people. I was wrong. I won't drink so much in the future, and I won't give you any trouble, okay? "
Fang Xiuxiu eagerly explained in a low voice that Fu ignored him and just pulled him upstairs.
Fang Xiuxiu's wrist is still in the master's hand, and he dare not break free for fear of upsetting him.
Open the door and enter the room. There are several tools on the table, and there is a glass-like cylindrical container with a soaked cane in it.
Fang Xiuxiu was too scared to hold the desktop tightly.
"Teacher, I never dare. Believe me, I'm too old to be stabbed. I didn't know that ... "
"How dare you argue with me?" Fu didn't buy it at all, but now he feels funny when listening to him. "If you are wrong, you are wrong. I advise you to keep quiet and save more energy, so that you won't be punished then, and I need to use other methods to sober you up. "
Fang Xiuxiu clung to the desk and kept swallowing.
"Be conscious, don't make me talk nonsense." Fu seems to have lost patience, so he pointed to the bed and told him to lie down. Fang also dare not say more, he will do as Fu asks.
Fang Xiu likes to hold something while sleeping, so she got her cylindrical pillow from Gu Yi and put it on the bed at ordinary times. At this time, she just made a cushion under her body. Fu couldn't see that he was slow, so he forced him to lie down according to the two strokes behind him, and then took out a thin one from the cupboard to fill the gap between the pillow and the body.
"Are you ready?" Fu looked at the well-dressed party and laughed.
French doesn't count, but Fang forgot it when he was nervous. He just put it on his waist in a hurry, and then he heard a cool breeze coming from the pat behind him, blowing all the skirts behind him and making a dull and loud sound.
Fang was numb with pain.
"Master!" He exclaimed, almost biting his teeth, and immediately understood what Fu meant, and his heart ached.
If he can't obey the rules in today's storm, Fu will really smash his pants before he officially starts!
But his hand didn't leave, and he pulled it down almost 100%. He simply can't bear the pain of gradual preheating. Fang Xiuxiu, who struggled to take off her pants while screaming, was beaten for more than twenty times, and her pants faded to her knees.
Fu stopped.