Let's go, pick up trash together

Sister Lin is a sentry, and a powerful sentry who can kill him with a single slap.

After shouting that sentence, Sister Lin woke up as expected. She was a little dazed at first, and then her eyes fell on No. 2 who was trying to hide. At that time, No. 2 was digging into the closet and felt a chill on her back.

Turning his head, sister Lin's eyes could kill him ten thousand times.

Doctor Tu patted him on the shoulder and said, "The dignity of a man who dares to provoke the sentry, you are awesome on the 2nd."

No. 2 wanted to cry but had no tears: "You didn't say that he would be so scary when he woke up."

Doctor Tu said deeply: "I have guessed, after all, no one in this place has ever done such a thing, and I dare not."

Number 2 said: "I lost your mother."

The local doctor who lost his old mother wrote a list, telling No. 2 that his sister Lin's intermittent self-healing was caused by being too manic. She is probably a high-level sentinel, maybe even higher than a high-level sentinel. He picked up a valuable item.

"So how can we cure him?"

"Use the way of a guide."

"Ok?"

"Spiritual tentacles to comfort or accompany him to sleep."

No. 2 said: "How difficult it is to have a mental tentacle. It's harder than picking up a fighter plane on the road. It's easier to sleep."

The local doctor looked at him like an idiot: "Adults talk more pornographicly, a manic sentry and a weak chicken guide, why do you still want to just chat under the covers?"

Number 2 said: "Can't I show him the luminous watch?"

Doctor Tu said, "You lose money."

What they said entered Sister Lin's ears verbatim, and No. 2 felt his back getting colder and colder, making him shiver.

"Forget it, I'm going to learn spiritual tentacles. Sleeping or something, my brother has a mental cleanliness, so I can't do this."

So No. 2 sent Xiao Hei to follow the local doctor to get the medicine, and dug out his own "Guide Instruction Manual: Preschool Class" from the junk pile, looking at the full page of baby illustrations.

I worked tirelessly without sleep and food, and in the end nothing came out.

Trash book, No. 2 threw the book angrily.

Although this road is impossible, and he doesn't want to take the other road, he still has to cook, and he can't starve to death.

"Come on slowly, drink some soup." No. 2 set up a small table on the bed, stuffed a pillow behind Sister Lin's back, and then touched her head, "Oh, you're so cute."

Sister Lin glared at him.

No. 2 is skinless and shameless. Anyway, sister Lin is very weak now, and she probably can't even call out a spirit beast.

hum.

So No. 2 is gradually arrogant, gradually abnormal, and gradually rippling.Stepping on the edge of the bed with one leg, lifting Sister Lin's chin and turning her head back, under the other's unbelievable eyes, said: "Look at me, you, little brother, don't be picky eaters, eat carrots, understand?"

Sister Lin looked at him meaningfully, and when No. 2 gradually lost his grip, the other party lowered his head and took away the carrot on the spoon, chewing slowly, as if he was biting No. 2 myself.

2 is a bit regretful.

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Sister Lin: This trash picker thinks I can't move?