Even if the credit score drops, it doesn't matter; it will definitely come down by the appointed time.

When he returned, Fang Rong was already there. He seemed to have just come back from outside, covered in sweat, and went straight to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom.

Without saying a word, Fang Hua dropped the vegetables, ran into the room, locked the door, and crawled into bed, afraid that he would remember her and make her take a shower again.

Taking a bath is a painful experience for a furry animal, especially when its fur is all wet and it's very uncomfortable.

But fate is always unpredictable; the more you run, the more trouble it seems to cause. Fang Rong still found him, turned off the tap, and called out, "Fang Hua, get me a pair of underwear. I forgot to bring my underwear."

This is a conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy!

It was another lie, but he always fell for it and obediently allowed himself to be taken inside for a bath.

This time was no exception. He took out his underwear and handed it to the door when his wrist was grabbed. "You haven't showered for days. Come in quickly."

Fang Rong still had a lot of foam on her hands, leaving a white ring around her wrist.

The bathroom was stuffy, and the mirror condensed with water vapor as the steam hit it.

Fang Rong was naked. His recent high-intensity exercise had made him a little thinner and stronger, with his collarbone and abdominal muscles faintly visible.

Fang Hua reached out and lightly touched the man's penis. The penis bounced, and Fang Hua was slapped in return, his hand instantly turning red.

"Are you itching to touch me?" Fang Rong asked, busy taking off his clothes while trying to keep his curious hands away.

"Raise your arm."

Fang Hua dislikes feeling restricted, so she chooses clothes that are loose and large, which she can easily pull up and take off.

He obediently raised his arm, and Fang Rong grabbed the front and back of his clothes, flipped them up, and took them off, revealing his thin figure.

Fang Hua clearly exercises more than him, but he hasn't developed much muscle and his body still looks childish. He's still too young; by human reckoning, he's only three or four years old, practically in kindergarten.

It's not good to start reading too early, because at that time the brain is still in a state of confusion. Even if you read, you can't absorb the information, you can't understand it, and you might even feel that reading is unnecessary and superfluous.

Just like children nowadays, it's not recommended to start school before the age of three. It's fine to teach them basic daily life skills a little, but if you start teaching them academic subjects too early, they won't understand anything at all.

Of course, this is Fang Rong's understanding. Everyone has their own definition of what is meant. He felt that Fang Hua had come out too early, only three or four years ago, and his body was still in an undeveloped state.

Adulthood for orcs is different from adulthood for humans. Adulthood for orcs means that they can go out into the forest alone to hunt prey, while adulthood for humans means that they can go out to work and take care of themselves.

Actually, it's pretty much the same. Fang Hua is currently in his adolescence, but he seems to be in his rebellious phase. Sometimes, Fang Rong even feels that he is more magnanimous than herself.

For example, sometimes when arguments occur, it's actually Fang Rong who's getting stuck on things, and Fang Hua will obediently let him scold and hit her, and then come over and hug her once he's calmed down.

If Fang Rong didn't refuse, it meant she had forgiven him; that's how he always understood it.

"Are you tired lately?" Fang Rong couldn't help but ask, lost in thought, considering that Fang Hua's special training was increasing.

"Not tired."

"That's good." Fang Rong helped him lift his legs and took off his pants, treating him like a son. "What groceries did you buy today?"

"Chicken and pork." He loves meat; nine and a half out of ten meals consist of meat.

"Hmm." Fang Rong nodded. "Do you want to stand down there by yourself, or should I pull you over?"

He pointed to the head; Fang Hua really disliked water and basically avoided touching it unless absolutely necessary for daily life.

Fang Hua's expression changed. "Can I not go?"

"What do you think?" Fang Rong stared at him. "Haven't you showered for days?"

Other soldiers don't even have the chance to shower once a day, but he has the chance and doesn't shower. That's why the elite soldiers have better treatment. The other soldiers live in dormitories and share a public shower room. They only get one shower a week, for five minutes each time, and there are many other people waiting behind them.

I was so embarrassed to wash myself, afraid that someone would see me naked.

All sorts of awkwardness, but by the time you're done being awkward and everyone's finished showering, who's going to wait for you?

Fang Hua stood under the showerhead with a bitter face, soaked to the bone. His hair grew quickly, and in just over ten days it was already starting to look like a buzz cut. However, while others had light black hair, his was silvery-yellow.

Perhaps because of his fair skin, his hair is also a lighter color, making him look like the currently popular pretty boy celebrities, or as people say, a young heartthrob.