Lin Hao brought his two bodyguards. Well, actually it would be better to call him a killer.

Well, he took his two killers and returned to his room.

He got wet and must change his clothes.

He didn't bring a change of clothes, which is normal. On a cruise ship of this size, it would be strange not to prepare several sets of clothes of various types and sizes in each room!

result.

He opened the closet.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

Lin Hao immediately cursed.

Big pants?!

And at first glance, they are the worst quality big pants, with some threads still hanging out!

Why are there such low-quality clothes as big pants on such a luxurious cruise ship?!

Lu Xiaobu, is there something wrong with you?!

He scolded Lu Xiaobu angrily in his heart, and then opened the closet below.

He felt that Lu Xiaobu must have put away all his normal clothes.

Well, you are indeed wearing normal clothes down there.

It's a swimsuit!

However, why is it a women’s style? And it’s transparent?!

I fuck your uncle!

What the hell is this?!

Lin Hao's face turned green and purple.

When had he encountered such a thing in his life?

Mudd!

"Go, find a maid or something, and ask them to wash and dry my clothes!"

Lin Hao gritted his teeth and put on the big pants that made him feel irritated all over, and then threw the clothes to the two killers!

He now felt like a hundred thousand ants were crawling all over his body.

You ask why?

It’s just wearing big underpants, that’s not it!

I tell you why!

First, he has never worn such big pants!

Second, these big pants are too low-quality and rub against the skin!

Third, there are no underwear or panties here!

In other words, there is nothing underneath him!

These low-quality big pants are directly rubbing against his brother!

He felt that his crotch was filled with murderous aura, and it was also a bit cold!

grass!

"yes!"

The killer took Lin Hao's clothes and went out.

Lin Hao was waiting anxiously in the room.

He has a habit of walking around when he is anxious!

But!

today!

Now!

He didn't dare to move or leave at all!

Because the more you walk, the more friction there will be!

Mom sells batches!

Lin Hao's heart was roaring crazily!

Soon, the killer came back.

"Has it been washed?!"

Lin Hao suddenly became excited. He never thought that he would be excited for a piece of clothing that could be thrown away!

"No, no maid found!"

The killer shook his head.

"You don't have to be a maid, a man is fine, as long as he can do laundry!"

Lin Hao was furious, why couldn't he change his mind?

"No, there is not a single servant, not even a waiter, on the entire ship except for necessary crew members." The killer shook his head again.

"What the hell! I'm paralyzed! Where is the laundry room? I'll go wash it myself!"

Lin Hao was completely manic.

Paralyzed, do your own laundry?

When had he done such a thing?

However!

The killer smiled bitterly: "There is no laundry room, no washing machine, only washing powder and a washboard!"

Since Lu Xiaobu wants to torment these guys like this, how can he possibly give them a washing machine?!

"I'll fuck you, uncle!"

Lin Hao roared crazily.

Washing powder, washboard!?

What are you doing?!

Let them, young men and women, do the laundry themselves?

Hand wash?!

This is so crazy!

At this moment, it was not just Lin Hao who was roaring.

Almost everyone has encountered the same problem!

"Fuck! Why no underwear?! Why only big pants?!"

"Why do those big pants rub my body so much?! And there are threads?!"

"Your uncle, the thread got tangled up in my brother and almost broke!"

"Are you crazy! Lu Xiaobu! What are you going to do!?"

"Where's the laundress? Where's the maid?! Why not!?"

"Why have the washing machines been removed?! You did it on purpose!"

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore!"

"I don't know how to wash clothes! How the hell am I going to use this washboard?!"

"Fuck you, why are there wooden thorns on the washboard?! It's my hands!"

"..."

The men are roaring, and the women are no better!

They don’t have to wear big pants, and their clothes are also high-end, which is great!

But!

Why is fur so transparent?!

What the hell is the difference between this and not wearing anything!?

So, no matter whether he was wearing something or not, he hid under the quilt and didn't dare to come out!

This is why it was all the men who were shouting about washing clothes just now, because the women were all under the covers.

What? Are there any strong men who let women wash their hands?
To be continued...