After a meal, everyone left one after another, went out one after another, and left the restaurant.

Ma Dazhuang showed off his meal, ate soup and had enough food, and left with his stomach straight.

It caused a burst of ridicule.

"Hahaha, Ma Dazhuang is really a stake!"

The white latte was so cool, he had enough soup and left with his stomach.

It attracted some emotion.

"Hahaha, the White Team is really a temperament!"

The white latte curled his lips.

These people are really double standards.

...

Fujita's work has returned to normal.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and farmers don’t have much work to do, they just need to do some fine work of seaming and patching, which is easier.

Fujita's outpatient department became busy. Many farmers came to the outpatient department when they were free and went to the outpatient department to solve their physical problems.

Dr. Xiaoyu was sitting in the outpatient clinic and was quite happy.

“The more cases, the faster you learn.

"After this time, I can go to the main city and participate in the assessment of [herbal expert]."

...

In the dormitory, the white latte pulled the curtains.

Look at the shelter windbreaker at the bedside.

He has thought seriously that this piece of equipment is undoubtedly of great value!

First of all, the storage object itself has the characteristics of being undamaged. A storage object windbreaker, worn on the body, is a super bulletproof vest and a super stabbing suit, which must be worn.

But this dress also has its own dangers... It must satisfy its cleanliness. Even if it twists the owner, breaks the lumbar spine for the owner, and twists the owner into twists, it doesn't care!

so……

The white latte picked up the clothes, unbuttoned them, and carefully draped them on his shoulders.

That's right.

Put it on!

It would be much safer if you don’t wear your sleeves in?

Putting it on my shoulders, I was about to pull my clothes... the windbreaker moved by myself!

The shoulder position suddenly tightened, wrapping the white latte's shirt.

Then, the dress began to tremble!

Too dirty!

Too dirty!

Too dirty!

Master, it's too dirty!

Cleansing trench coat, unacceptable!

On the owner's face, there are naturally secreted oils, metabolized dandruff, and sweat...

There was dust, broken leaves, and dandruff on the owner's head...

The owner's clothes have shallow sweat stains, floating hair and dust that fall unconsciously...

Even cleanliness is unacceptable!

Its two sleeves suddenly shrank in, "swooshing" outside the white latte's clothes, and inside the clothes were rushing and rubbing them randomly!

The white latte said "Damn it".

Even if I am mentally prepared, I still can't stand firm!

The windbreaker on his body twisted, deformed, moved himself, and went all over his body with his two sleeves!

Chest, armpit, back...

Legs, knees, ankles...

It was like two files suddenly flew into the clothes, pressing against the skin, and starting to file randomly!

What can I do with a white latte?

Blush your face, lean back and forth, and try to cooperate!

Soon, bang! bang!

The windbreaker scattered out the mud in his sleeves!

The owner's face is not very clean?

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two sleeves flew out and flew to the owner's face.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Damn!

It hurts so much!

Rub rub it again... After rubbing your face, rub your ears again, rub your hair again after rubbing your ears, there is no water or shampoo, rub it dryly!

Soon, bang! bang!

The windbreaker scattered out the mud in his sleeves!

The plot is over!

The two shoulders of the cleanliness were once again wrapped firmly in the shoulders of the white latte. The hem and sleeves were hanging down, like an ordinary piece of clothing, as if nothing had happened.

White Latte stood here, his whole body was so hot.

I just feel that every part of the skin is red and swollen.

It took a while before I felt more comfortable.

“It’s a bit refreshing.”

He trembled and walked to the bed, trying to sit down.

Before his butt fell, he saw the two sleeves of the windbreaker flying out quickly, and two "slap" sounds, knocking away dust and floating hair, and cleaning the bed.

White Latte smiled bitterly and sat on the clean bed.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

“Luckily, I was smart and didn’t put my sleeves in.

"Or otherwise, it will really turn into a mess now."

Whoosh!

The sleeves flew up, and with a "pop", he wiped the cold sweat from his master's forehead.

After the trouble, the white latte slowly calmed down.

"It seems that the cleanliness of this windbreaker is also limited.

“It demands itself, absolutely clean.

“It requires the owner, absolutely clean.

“But the table, cabinet, bed and floor beside me, if I don’t touch it, it won’t be able to deal with it.

"It doesn't care about the social fear boots on my feet.

“It ignored the unlimited refill in my pocket.

“So, it won’t take care of other containment items.

"What if someone wants to touch me and hug me?"

"Is it reasonable for Xiaoyu to let her hug the clothes she bought?

"I guess like the bed, I have to be cleaned up first?"

The corners of the white latte's mouth twitched.

It seems that similar to the previous social terror boots, this windbreaker can only be worn during fights.

...

Days pass by day.
To be continued...