Chapter 811 — Mischievous Shen Yushu
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Arrow Bro, what do you need us to do?" Shen Yushu was practically bouncing with anticipation; she had never scrubbed down a building herself before.
"I'll go pull weeds. You two, one water gun each, just blast the villa with a good scrubbing." Wei Zhao handed the two girls easy tasks and sent them off. Honestly, if he'd asked them to weed, he wouldn't have trusted them at all; more likely they'd rip up the good lawn right along with the weeds!
"Oh, neat!" Shen Yushu gave it a try and found it genuinely fun, just like the squirt guns she'd played with as a kid. "Sister Yaoyao, washing the house is so much fun!"
"Less talking, more working!" Gu Mengyao thought it was fun too, as if she'd been transported back to childhood—she and Shen Yushu each armed with a water gun, soaking each other until they were both drenched to the bone and had no choice but to go home and wash off in a hot bath.
Back then the two of them had bathed together in one tub, and somehow, midway through, they'd started fooling around again, flooding the whole bathroom—and neither of them cleaned it up, so that when Gu Pengzhan came home that evening, he slipped and took a spectacular tumble on his way to the toilet...
"I'm a little painter, my skill is grand, I'm going to paint that new house even prettier, first the ceiling then the walls..." Shen Yushu sang merrily, and in her excitement her water gun veered off course; the stream hit the villa wall and ricocheted straight back, splashing Gu Mengyao full in the face.
"Xiaoshu!" Soaked from head to face, Gu Mengyao flared up at once. "What are you doing? Why are you squirting me?"
"Oh, Sister Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." Shen Yushu looked at Gu Mengyao's water-streaked face and found it a little funny, but she held back her laughter and apologized meekly all the same.
"Be more careful next time!" Gu Mengyao shot her a glare and went back to washing the house with her water gun.
Shen Yushu turned away as well and set to work in earnest, but after a moment she glanced at Gu Mengyao out of the corner of her eye and saw her concentrating hard on a pane of glass. A sly grin crept across her face; feigning carelessness, she tilted her hand, and the rebounding stream caught Gu Mengyao full in the face and hair again, as if a downpour had just broken over her...
"Xiaoshu!" Gu Mengyao was about to explode. "Have you got eyes or not? What do you think you're doing?"
"Uh... sorry, Sister Yaoyao, I didn't mean it..." Shen Yushu hurriedly set down her water gun and looked at Gu Mengyao with an innocent expression. "I really didn't mean it, Sister Yaoyao. How about you spray me back once..."
"Forget it. Just be more careful next time!" Seeing Shen Yushu like that, Gu Mengyao had no way to scold her further; she could only glare at her once more, wipe the water from her face, and go back to washing the house.
Fortunately the weather was hot, and the water on her head evaporated in no time—otherwise Gu Mengyao would have had no choice but to go back for a towel to dry herself off.