Let's go, pick up trash together

Sister Lin is not a normal person. When No. 2 was doing his laundry, she thought, how can a normal person recover so quickly?He was out of bed and walking in less than a day, and robbed his bathroom to take a shower.

Fortunately, there is plenty of water in this place and the water bill is cheap.

But let him do the laundry!

Forget it, if it wasn't because he couldn't beat him, he would...

No. 2 still remembers the other party's understatement: "little trash."

Hmph, if you look down on the little trash, don't let him do the laundry! Number 2 enjoys watching him play around.

Big garbage!

Big Garbage has been doing nothing since waking up. He sneaks into the maintenance room of No. 2 every day and stays there all day, using No. 2's screwdriver and various devices at will.

Electricity is expensive here!

Every time No. 2 gritted her teeth, Sister Lin lowered her head and pondered for a while, then got into the fighter plane and touched it. When she came down, she gave him two candies, which tasted like cola, and then she was a few centimeters taller than No. 2, which was very smooth. Rubbing the opponent's head vigorously.

No. 2 was a little moved and said, "I haven't washed my hair for three days."

Sister Lin's eyes changed suddenly, her palm rubbed No. 2's body twice, she turned around and ruthlessly walked into the maintenance room, and staggered when No. 2 said, "I haven't washed my clothes for a week."

Looking back, his eyes were as cold as a knife, No. 2 hugged himself tightly and ran away.

When Sister Lin has nothing to do, she always holds a watch-like thing in her hand, taps and adjusts it, her eyes follow No. 2 everywhere, and occasionally she lowers her head in thought, as if thinking of someone.

The fighter plane is not sold, and it is still occupying his family's resources. No. 2 is not angry, and he always says: "Can you chop wood with this thing? The hatchet is broken, lend me to use it."

Sister Lin tilted her head and then raised her hand. No. 2 subconsciously hugged her head. He saw Sister Lin beckoning to him.

No. 2 moved over slowly. He couldn't beat Sister Lin, so he could only be obedient. This is No. 2's experience of fighting under a group of big bosses for several years.

Sister Lin took out a dagger from behind her waist and handed it to him. No. 2 took it for no apparent reason, and held it as if burning incense. The corners of Sister Lin's mouth twitched and she stretched out her finger.

No. 2 stepped back, only to see that finger stretched out in front of his forehead and poked it, his forehead hurt, then moved his finger down, pressed on the handle of the dagger, and the blade began to change.

Gradually, it changed from a dagger suitable for assassination to...a hatchet suitable for chopping wood.

No. 2 is lying on his face.

The author has something to say:

Big garbage! ! !