Take the key and open the door.

A creaking turn.

When the banquet was leaving, the furniture at home was covered with things, and the smell of dust was lifted.

"It seems that Auntie has been gone for a long time," said Lin Jingyu.

I guess Yan Yinxiang should have lived with his mother during this period.

"Yeah." Lu Youyou responded, and then began to clean up the house. Then Lu Youyou turned to Lin Jingyu and said, "You go upstairs first. Go on the air conditioner and blow it for a while. When the temperature drops in the evening, I will take you out for fun."

In such hot weather, whoever goes out to play is a fool.

Of course, she absolutely has no meaning to Zhou Momei or feasting.

"It's okay, I'll help you clean up faster."

Lin Jingyu was about to roll up his sleeves.

He can't do food, but he can have hands on housework.

He glanced at himself.

Oh, he wears short sleeves, he has no sleeves to pull.

Lu Youyou raised her eyebrows slightly and did not refuse: "That's OK."
Chapter completed!