When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 103 Where to Hang the Washed Clothes?

Bei Yan is obedient and obedient.

After entering the door, the bath towel under the iceberg almost fell off again.

At the edge, Bingshan pulled back by himself, but looked back at Bei Yan and because of his blushing face, he turned his back to the child and said, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Bei Yan waved her small hands in front of her face, and said stammeringly, "I'm also a young man in the new era...accepting new things...yes, very quickly!"

I don't want Bingshan to say so seriously, "But I'm more conservative than you."

When Beiyan blinked her big eyes twice hesitantly, Bingshan said righteously, "Until the feeling of being seen by you relieves me, you stay here for me. If you go out to do errands, I will personally send you there."

In the end, his unreasonable, domineering, weird and courteous words were still understood by the children.

"it is good."

In the sound of answering, it can be said to be very happy.

After returning home, the two of them had a quick meal. Meng Zixian answered the phone and said that he would hold a video conference with overseas partners in the evening, and told Bei Yan to go to bed early.

The children went obediently.

But after more than an hour.

There was a knock on the door of Meng Zixian's bedroom.

The man who was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom holding his computer and busying himself with work did not respond, but got up and opened the door himself.

Then Beiyan changed into the autumn pajamas he bought for her, and huddled at the door, squirming.

It looks like a little squirrel who just came out to see the world, so cute.

But the iceberg was as cold as ever: "What's the matter?"

"Brother Meng... where do you hang your clothes after washing?"

Clothes cannot be dried on the balcony of the house where the children sleep.

Bingshan: "Here I am."

Upon hearing this, Bei Yan blushed instantly, "Are there any other places?"

"I don't do laundry very often at home, except for close-fitting clothes. The only drying rack is here."

The chairman of the board of directors who manages a lot of things every day, basically has special personnel to take away the general clothes and professionally clean them.

"Okay, let me hang the clothes..."

"Ah."

Bingshan opened the door wide and continued to work, but the children ran away.

After a few minutes……

The kid came, with something mysterious in his hand, he came running evasively.

Seeing that Bingshan's eyes were all on the computer screen, she jumped over with a "swoosh", but even so...

When Bingshan was attracted by her and raised his head, he still saw a...underwear belt that she hadn't hidden.

A look of embarrassment suddenly flashed across his eyes, Bingshan could only blame himself, it would be too negligent not to touch women, he forgot that children need a private life.

And Beiyan went to the place where the clothes were dried on the balcony, and she didn't come out for a long time.

How long does it take to dry such a little fabric?
No.

It's because, as the president of a technology company, Meng Zixian decorated his home with too much technology, and the children who are full of Amitabha every day can't find the switch to lift the hanger.

She bit the bullet and didn't want to ask Meng Zixian, so she looked for it by herself.

But Meng Bingshan quickly sensed something was wrong by virtue of his high IQ, so he put down the computer and went there.

Bei Yan turned her back to him, looking at the tall hanger where his underwear and swimming trunks were hanging, scratching her head in worry.

At this time, that problem is involved.

It was obvious that they all went into the water before, why is there no swimsuit for her now.

The answer is, he didn't know why, when he came back, he quietly threw away the little piece of fabric for her.

Clothes that don't match the owner's temperament, he feels, should be treated as non-recyclable garbage.

(End of this chapter)