seven wonderful flowers

Lao Shi rented a house by himself and kept it clean. Lao Shi's military habits were well maintained.Everything in the home is organized and feels comfortable.However, the quilt was not folded into tofu cubes, and it was laid flat on the bed. The furnishings in the bedroom were very simple.There are many books on a desk.

"Are you still washing?"

"I don't want to wash it anymore, how long have I been washing it?"

Lao Shi hugged me from behind, I wanted to break free from him, but he hugged me tightly.What am I asking for?

"Toss! I'm itchy. Hehe"

"Itchy?"

"Um"

"Scratch yourself!"

"I can't scratch by myself, I can't reach it, my hands are too short, it's hard to reach it. Hehe, I need your help."

"I'm old, I can't do it anymore, and I can't scratch anymore."

"Then let me scratch you, okay?" Old Shi begged.

"I don't itch, I don't want you to scratch"

"Then you can learn from Lei Feng today and help me scratch," he hugged me and pressed me on the bed.

I was pressed on the bed by him, and he stretched out his hand to pinch my lower body.I let his old self-willed.

"It's useless, I can't get up"

"Hey, leave it to me, I will make him mighty. Hey!"