There is something wrong with my Omega ex-wife [GL] [MTL]

Chapter 83

    The air became extremely heavy in an instant, and it was difficult to breathe.

    Shen Shuyu asked with difficulty, "Where is the skirt I put on the bed?"

    "Is it that red floral skirt? It is also stained and I put it in the washing machine." Zhao Mom pointed at the washing machine.

    Shen Shuyu felt that he had been slapped in the head.

    She looked at the clothes slowly being stirred in the drum washing machine, and only felt that her heart had been thrown in with it.

    Even though his body was not taken off, the heart tube was twisted into a vicious ball, pulling himself fiercely.

    Shen Shuyu immediately ordered: "Stop."

    "Huh?" Zhao Ma was a little confused, so she looked at Shen Shuyu without knowing it.

    "Let it stop." Shen Shuyu doesn't know how to use this kind of instrument, so she can only repeat her orders over and over again.

    "Good, good..." Looking at the collapse of Shen Shuyu's face, Zhao Ma hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the washing machine.

    Almost when the washing machine stopped, Shen Shuyu squatted in front of the door of the washing machine and opened the door forcefully.

    The rounded nails are divided into two layers of colors: a pale white that is pressed, and a crimson that is too hard.

    But this kind of washing machine has a pre-locking device, even if it stops halfway, there is a two-minute wait for the door to be locked.

    Shen Shuyu's strength was too small, and it was of no avail.

    In this way, she watched the crimson and white flowers soaked in water entangled with her other clothes, soaked in water.

    Fortunately, the clothes have just been put in, and the machine has not had time to mix the laundry detergent into the water.

    Two difficult minutes finally passed.

    Shen Shuyu hurriedly fished out the floral skirt from the water, and the dripping water splashed out, soaking Shen Shuyu's shoes and socks.

    The water in early spring is not bitter, but it is still cold.

    Bing Gan was like a small and sharp sword, smashing Shen Shuyu's nerves straight into her brain.

    But Shen Shuyu still held the skirt in his hand and wrung out the water on it hard to prevent them from sharing the taste of silence.

    She tried her best to maintain the calmness of the lady she should have, and preached to Ma Zhao: "Can you help me dry it quickly?" Shen Shuyu kept her tone calm, and handed the wet skirt to Zhao. mom.

    But Ma Zhao heard the uncontrollable tremor at the end of Shen Shuyu's voice.

    Even though Shen Shuyu didn't mean to criticize Zhao Ma at all, Zhao Ma could not help but blame herself.

    This skirt must be very important to the young lady. Why didn't she leave a second thought waiting for the young lady to come out and ask her to wash it again.

    "Miss, you can rest assured that I will dry it for you now, to ensure that it is exactly the same as before." Zhao Ma took the skirt and hurried to the dryer.

    Mother Zhao was very quick, and the skirt was dried in less than a few minutes. "Miss is ready."

    Shen Shuyu took the skirt that Zhao Ma handed over, held it tightly in her hand, and nodded: "Thank you, I'm going back first."