Diamond Honey Wedding: Top Husband Dots on His Wife

Chapter 425 Laundry

She originally looked like a very well-behaved type. Her pouting mouth made her puffy little face even more beautiful, especially those big round eyes, which became brighter and brighter in the dark night, making people just take a look at her. , I couldn't help being intoxicated in her eyes.

But the man standing in front of her doesn't like this, because he is not an ordinary man.

Xiao Yihe stood firmly in front of her: "Thief? Grave robber? Feng Momo." He muttered these words.

Feng silently saw that he was lost in thought, and didn't care how handsome he was, and wanted to run away. When Xiao Yihe wasn't paying attention, she ran away, her movements were sharp, and Xiao Yihe didn't notice it for a moment.

"You want to run away after stealing my things?" Xiao Yihe's voice floated leisurely, and the wind that provoked silently shuddered violently.

She paused stiffly, then turned her head, put her fingers on her forehead, lowered her head, and retorted in a low voice: "Although I'm a thief, I didn't steal anything from you. I put all your clothes in your pocket." There, I don’t know why you are so poor, you don’t even have a decent treasure, anyway, you have nothing to lose, why don’t you let me go.”

The corner of Xiao Yihe's mouth curled into a perfect arc, and he looked at her leisurely: "My clothes have been soiled by you, and you are responsible for cleaning them all."

Anyway, he was quite boring, and he didn't hire a servant at home. It seemed quite exciting to let a thief come to wash his clothes.

"Ah?" Feng silently opened his mouth and widened his eyes: "You want me, a dignified thief, to wash your clothes?"

No matter what, she is also an elite in the world of thieves, her speed is surprisingly fast, and her movements are also extremely nimble, and she is not messy, how could this man find her, and she is so quiet, she didn't even move at all Noticed.

What kind of structure is this man, even more powerful than her.

But he actually wants to wash his clothes by himself, this... can this be tolerated?

But after all, she is only a mortal body. He pointed a gun at her head, forcing her to stop. She doesn't want to die here. If her colleagues know that she not only didn't steal anything, but also died here, How funny that is.

Especially her old father, who still needs her money to save her life, she must live.

"Don't want to?" Xiao Yihe was playing with the gun in his hand, it was so dazzling that Feng Momo's head was dizzy.

She had a bitter face, pursed her mouth, looked at the gun in his hand, and then fixed her eyes on his handsome face. He didn't look at her directly, but his eyes were all-encompassing, as if he had seen through her thoughts .

For the first time, she felt that she had offended a man she shouldn't have.

There is no way, he threatened himself with a gun, she has no reason to refuse, isn't it just washing clothes, she just washes it, what's the big deal, it's not like she hasn't washed it before.

"I'll wash it, can't I wash it? Don't be rough." Feng Momo had no choice but to soften his temper.

Xiao Yihe stepped aside and said, "I don't have a fully automatic washing machine at home, it seems that you can only wash it by hand."

Feng Momo had just taken two steps, and looked at him blankly, his face ashen ashes: "Wash by hand?"

God, she was actually asked to wash by hand, but she used fully automatic washing machines to wash all her clothes, and she had never washed them by hand. Although she was a thief, her family couldn't even afford a fully automatic washing machine.

This man is clearly here to make things difficult for her, why is she so unlucky today, she fell into his hands.

She complained: If you have the ability, you don't take a gun, and you fight me one-on-one.

This girl was as bold as Han Mitang, he suddenly didn't want to punish her, he might as well find something for her to do and some fun for himself.

Maybe it was because I was really too impatient that Han Mitang disliked him so much, and finally got together with Nangong Ye. If he hadn't been so impatient and had been a little more patient with her, would she have made a different choice?

Feng silently took the clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and rubbed Xiao Yihe's clothes in a large vat of water.

"Your clothes are so clean, you don't need to wash them like this at all, okay?" The clothes are just like new ones. She washes them wherever they are needed. The floor of his house can be used as a bed to sleep on. How dirty is it?

Maybe rich people just have this cleanliness habit, and if they feel a little bit unsatisfactory, they have to care about it.

She was really a bit of a loser today, she thought she would steal something valuable, so she just quit, but it turned out that stealing a chicken was a waste of money.

Xiao Yihe stood in front of her leisurely: "Go and move me a chair." He said in an orderly tone.

Feng Momo's facial features were tightly wrinkled, and he was not happy: "Why do you want me to move the stool for you? I am not your servant. I have already promised to wash your clothes, so what do you want?"

The light in Xiao Yihe's eyes changed suddenly, and he looked at her fixedly. Although his handsome face was calm and unwavering, Feng Momo seemed to have seen the rough waves in his eyes.

She swallowed sharply, her heart skipped a beat, and she said with a smile, "I'll move the stool right away, sir, just wait."

She has always been tactful in dealing with things, and she will also act according to other people's faces, so basically it is not easy to suffer.

She stood up, rolled her eyes, and walked upstairs.

"Stop!" Xiao Yihe looked at the pomegranate tree beside him, and reached out to pick a leaf: "Isn't there a chair opposite you, what are you going upstairs for?"

Feng stared at him silently, dumbfounded, and laughed dryly: "The chair opposite is too cold and hard, there is a cushion upstairs, you see the weather is so cold, I'll bring you a chair with cushions."

Xiao Yihe chuckled, and his face returned to his usual seriousness: "I like cold and hard chairs."

Feng silently wanted to cry but had no tears, so he had to accompany the smiling face: "Okay, I'll go and move that cold chair for you."

She originally wanted to use this excuse to move the chair, go upstairs, and then escape through the window, but he stopped her, so she had to confess.

The chair was brought, and she put it beside Xiao Yihe: "Please sit down."

Xiao Yihe glanced at her lightly, and then sat down gracefully.

For a moment, Feng Momo lost his mind. This man always exudes a domineering arrogance that can intimidate others. Every movement is perfect and impeccable. How can there be such a handsome man in the world? people.

But he pointed a gun at his head just now, and now he punishes himself for asking her to wash his clothes, and she doesn't like him all of a sudden.

She sat down, rolled up her sleeves, and continued washing clothes in the big tub, dripping with sweat.

"I have a question to ask you." After holding back for a long time, she still couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)