Zhang Zhi responded without raising his head. In fact, his mind was constantly replaying the scene of Lian Juexiu picking up food for Qiao Yihang tonight...

Damn it! Doesn’t he know how to refuse?!

Qiao Yihang grabbed his hat and sunglasses in his hand, looked at his stiff back and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he heard Zhang Zhixiao curse, and the newly-formed abdomen in his heart was immediately strangled in his throat. He turned around and entered the bedroom without saying a word.

He only entered for more than ten seconds, and walked out again, standing at the door staring at the person who was relaxed on the sofa.

Zhang Zhi didn't raise his head and said, "I'm sure this time the underwear is in the bathroom washing machine."

Qiao Yihang raised his arm and said, "Where are the socks?"

“I never wash my socks and panties together.”

Qiao Yihang frowned and said, "So it should lie in the bathtub?"

Zhang Zhi's fingers on the keyboard paused, and then said, "sorry."

"Then?" Qiao Yihang was holding his socks in his hand, as if he was still waiting for something.

Zhang Zhi finally turned his head and stared at him with black eyes.

Qiao Yihang said unmoved: "I think we have to talk."

Zhang Zhi closed the computer and threw it to the side. He stood up and strode to Qiao Yihang. Without waiting for his reaction, he pulled the socks in his hand and walked towards the bathroom.

The bathroom also has a mixed aroma of shampoo and shower gel, which is a bit sweet and intoxicating.

Zhang Zhi walked to the trash can and threw his socks in casually.

"This is a waste." Qiao Yihang followed him.

"I can afford to waste." Zhang Zhi suddenly turned around, and the tip of his nose just passed by Qiao Yihang who was approaching him.
Chapter completed!