Host, You're Targeted

The room gradually became hot. Xia Cifeng, looking at the side face of Sheng Yinzhou, suddenly felt a little hot in his ears.

It was the first time that Sheng Yinzhou looked at him with this kind of slightly frivolous eyes. The rising radian of his eyebrows raised the tail of his eyes a little higher. The mole on the bottom of his eyes seemed to be a diamond chip that slipped out of his eyes.

Obviously, it should be inconspicuous, but it will flash when it is illuminated.

Sheng Yinzhou looked at him with a smile, like a peddler who lured children with a candy. If he was a little careless, he would be held away.

Summer wind instinctively dry swallow, suddenly turned to look at Sheng Yinzhou's wardrobe, particularly blunt to change the topic.

"Friend, can I borrow a sweater? It's cold outside. I want to find a hat to wear

as like as two peas, he saw the summer wind and embarrassed ears. He continued to follow the topic he had transferred to the public. He took two identical sweater hoodies from the wardrobe, but only one black and one white.

"I like the same style of clothes. There are just two of them. Which one do you want?"

Sheng Yinzhou looked down at her blue and gray checked coat and took the white one decisively.

"Change it here! It doesn't matter if you change your clothes and put them on the bed. Anyway, I don't have many people coming in here. I don't have a habit of cleanliness. Just sit down as you like. "

Although he said that, but Xia Cifeng was still full of the sentence "special relationship" just now by Sheng Yinzhou, so he took the sweater and unconsciously turned his back to Sheng Yinzhou to change clothes.

Sheng Yinzhou laughs and watches him change clothes mechanically. He also takes off the sweater with the smell of hot pot and puts on the black sweater.

After Xia CI Feng changed, Sheng Yinzhou dragged him into the bathroom, poured a small cup of washing liquid on the cover, dipped a little blue detergent on his fingertips, and wiped the grease on the dry sweater.

"That's it. Don't get wet. Rub it dry."

Sheng Yinzhou taught Xia Cifeng how to wash his clothes with detergent. After he finally determined that there was no oil stain on the two sweaters, Sheng Yinzhou simply threw both clothes into the washing machine.

"It doesn't matter if you turn on the dryer after you've dehydrated, and it's all right."

The oil stains on Xia Cifeng's clothes are far more than expected. After washing his clothes, he is pushed out of the bathroom by Sheng Yinzhou, and then pushed down on the bed by Sheng Yinzhou, and then collapsed there.

"Oh, my mother!" Xia CI Feng beat his back waist and sighed, "washing clothes is really too tired. Washing clothes in winter is really killing me."

Sheng Yinzhou sat beside him with a smile, and beat his back, "it's hard!"

"No hard work!" Xia Cifeng raised his face buried in his quilt and laughed at him, "it's just a little thirsty."

The implication is too obvious, Sheng Yinzhou is not worthy of being the first in the whole school if he doesn't understand.

"I'll get you some water and wait."

Sheng Yinzhou quickly got out of bed and went to the living room on the first floor to pour water. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw a person in the living room on the first floor.

Jiang Liman probably took Sheng Di out to dinner, and he just came back to have a rest.

She didn't expect Sheng Yinzhou to be at home. The box of pizzas in her hand was just half opened. She could not close it or open it any more. She could only stand there awkwardly.

She looked up and laughed at Sheng Yinzhou, who came down slowly. She said politely, "Yin boat, are you at home?"