I secretly decided that it was him who was the policeman, if he was really what I saw.
If you really like Master, and if you are single Then I will be an apprentice, and I must not be able to see the master anymore.
I must help Master and the policeman uncle draw a red thread, and then tie a dead knot that they can't untie According to the age of the master, there should be a chance to have another baby, and I am sure that I will definitely like that little baby very much.
The smile that crept up on my face at the thought of this, as if I had already done this thing, Master had agreed to marry that policeman uncle Yes.
I know that Master's temper is quite stubborn, and I can't rush this matter yet, I must be thoughtful and operate in the dark As long as I find out what the policeman uncle is thinking, I can start to infiltrate and do work slowly on the master.
We must also pay attention to ways and means, and we must not be too anxious, otherwise we will scare the master away, let alone marry the policeman uncle, and then the master will be shy at home, or run back to his hometown directly in anger.
Then I'm really good at doing bad things.
Obviously, if I don't pierce this layer of window paper.
Master can stay here for a little longer, and when I am so frightened, the policeman uncle is really no longer a child's trouble.
I believe that this police uncle should also know what kind of temper Master is, so he secretly likes Master for so many years.
But he just had a crush on him and didn't dare to express his love directly to the master.
I felt that the two of them were very tired.
I feel sorry for both of them.
Master wants me to be happy, and I want Master to be happy If I had contributed to this, Master would have been with that policeman uncle.
If I transfer my job to this city, then I can work with Master again.
Although it has not been done yet, the thought of it makes my heart surge and I want to jump with joy.
Suddenly, I looked up and saw myself in the mirror, holding the dirty sheets and smirking in front of the mirror.
I threw the dirty sheets into the wash basin, and since there was no soap or laundry detergent to clean, I had to use clean water to rinse the vomit off the sheets first, and then start rubbing the water from the faucet I finally washed most of the vomit almost out of sight, and I was tired and sweaty.
When I raised my hand to wipe my sweat, I remembered that not only the sheets were dirty, but also the quilt cover on the quilt.
Just now, I just wanted to avoid Master's tears, and I was afraid that when she cried, I couldn't help but cry with her, so I rushed directly to the bathroom, and I didn't remember that the quilt cover on the quilt was not taken off I struggled to dry the sheets that had been soaked in water and had basically no traces, and hurried out of the bathroom to get the quilt cover on the quilt.
As soon as I got out of the bathroom, Master happened to walk directly across from me, holding the dirty quilt cover in his hand.
"Master, give me the cover, I forgot to take it in and wash it just now."
As I spoke, I reached out and was about to take the cover from Master's hand.
Master didn't hand it to me, but said to me, "Master, I'm fine, you've already washed a sheet."
This quilt cover is too big and too heavy, wait a little time for a while, you can't twist your little body, or I'll come." aa2705221: