Ling Ye, who picked up the trash can and was about to move to Xiangyi's feet, froze in the air like that.

...Damn!

This man is even better than the fastest-wearer in love missions he has ever seen!

Qin Wanyan's eyes were full of disbelief.

Why is a man who is out of reach for her so good to Xiangyi?!

She should be the chosen daughter.

Tian Zhi smiled with an uncle-in-law on his face, as if he was taking the lead in CP at close range.

…

Xiang Yi was stunned for a moment, shook his head, indicating that he was dirty.

Shi Sui said, "It doesn't matter, I'll just wash my hands later."

His words seemed to be with the magic of bewitching, and they were unconsciously spitting pickled peppers in the palm of a man's hand.

The clear palm lines were stained with food residue.

People who were originally obsessed with cleanliness did not change their faces at this time, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes were filled with gentle spring.

The CP fans inappropriately shouted: [Mom, I've hit it again!!!]

Xiangyi's whole person seemed to be soaked in a jar of honey water, sweet and warm. Her little face no longer had a calm expression as usual, and she smiled brightly and brilliantly.

Full of girlishness.

Ling Ye looked at the little interaction between the two, and a trace of yearning passed through deep in his eyes.

Not everyone is willing to wear it quickly to do tasks.

Fighting, intrigue, separation from life and death... One world after another seems to have no chance to take a breath.

No matter how profound the friendship is, it will disappear when you arrive in the next world.

The more memories, the more painful it is.

Ling Ye’s thought of staying in this world is getting stronger and stronger.

Xiangyi has a fatal attraction to him, not only the relationship between men and women, but also a sense of belonging like a young bird returning to his nest.

He could feel that he was jealous.

Ling Ye coughed twice and raised his hand to serve the pickled fish, but because of his trance, he accidentally knocked over the sky-blue soup bowl!

In an instant, the fish fillets and sauerkraut were all poured out, and the soup flowed down the table.

Ling Ye rarely had such a miserable time. He took a tissue to wipe the table with a tissue, but the tissue was quickly used up. He was in a hurry and prepared to wipe it with the shear of his clothes, but was blocked by Xiangyi.

The boy raised his eyes, and a layer of mist was filled with amber eyes: "Sister..."

Xiangyi: "Sit down and don't move, I'll get the rag."

While she was holding the rag, Ling Ye was sitting on pins and needles. He rarely feared anything, but now, he was a little scared.

He was afraid that Xiang Yi would scold him.

However, Xiangyi just brought a few rags and gave Shi Sui a piece.

Shi Sui skillfully wiped the table, and it was obvious that he usually did a lot of housework.

Xiangyi handed another rag to Ling Ye: "Hey, wipe your hands."

Ling Ye was worried about waiting for her next sentence. After waiting for a long time, he only waited for one sentence: "What's wrong? Is it hot?"

"..." Ling Ye could not accurately describe his mood at that moment. He pursed his lips, "I'm sorry, I knocked the dish over."

"Everyone will make such a mistake." The girl wiped it again in the place where Shi Sui had wiped it, "And there is still a pot. Can you put a new bowl?"

Qin Wanyan retorted: "Xiangyi, Ling Ye's hand, but he has to play the guqin and piano. How can you let his hand do such vulgar work..."

She thought she had spoken to Ling Ye's heart.

The next second, Ling Ye said without thinking: "I can!" After saying that, he glanced at Qin Wanyan sideways, "A man's hand can do any job!!"
Chapter completed!