The Naive Mr. Lu

When the two returned to the mansion, Uncle Bin was waiting on the side.

As usual, Uncle Bin immediately prepared hot towels for the two of them.

After I took the towel, I told Uncle Bin: "I'll eat dinner later. Help me prepare the iron and rack I need to iron my clothes."

Then, he grabbed Lu Dingning's hand and walked towards the cloakroom of the western building.

"Which one do you want me to iron for you?" Looking at the rows of suits and shirts in Zong Jize's cloakroom, Lu Dingning asked.

In fact, for a novice, it is not bad to be able to iron a piece of clothing.

But she never expected that Zong Jize's answer would be: "It's all hot."

"Isn't it?" From Lu Dingning's point of view, ironing just one piece would give her a headache.

Zong Jize actually wanted her to iron all the clothes in the cloakroom?

"You promised me." Zong Jize said concisely.

In fact, Zong Jize's idea was to iron one thing?

He just wanted to wear the clothes that Lu Dingning ironed for him every day.

"Why don't we just have a fight, and the loser gets to iron the clothes." Hearing that the clothes in the entire cloakroom are going to be ironed, Lu Dingning's whole body is in a bad mood!

So, she simply broke the jar and asked this question.

"How about just the shirt?" Zong Jize stepped forward, holding her hand helplessly and said.

His little girlfriend is really different from those coquettish sluts outside.

When others hear that there are so many jobs to be done, they usually act coquettishly, but when it comes to Lu Dingning, she wants to solve it with her fists.

"That can still be considered." Although Zong Jize had a lot of shirts, at least they were much less than the clothes and trousers in the entire cloakroom.

While Lu Dingning was staring at the clothes thoughtfully, Uncle Bin followed Zong Jize's instructions and brought over the iron and rack for ironing the clothes.

"Or, let me do it." After arranging everything, Uncle Bin stood aside and said with a smile.

In fact, Uncle Bin didn't understand why Zong Jize suddenly wanted Lu Dingning to help him iron his clothes on a whim, whether it was because he disliked his incompetence or something.

What's more, Uncle Bin still hasn't forgotten the scene where Lu Dingning's kitchen on this building was burned and triggered the fire alarm. Uncle Bin's scalp feels numb just thinking about it now.

Let Lu Dingning touch these things again, Uncle Bin is still worried that she will burn the house down again.

When Lu Dingning heard Uncle Bin's words, he really wanted to agree.

After all, Lu Dingning didn't have much confidence in himself after making quick-frozen dumplings could trigger the fire alarm last time.

But just when Lu Dingning looked at Uncle Bin with a smile and was about to come down, Zong Jize said first, "Uncle Bin, you have nothing to do here, go to the yard to prepare a barbecue grill, we'll go down and eat after we're done." .By the way, remember to prepare the eggplant."

Lu Dingning's favorite food is eggplant.

"Well, call me later if you need anything." After being rejected by Zong Jize, Uncle Bin left the cloakroom.

Seeing the last straw being sent away by Zong Jize, Lu Dingning could only accept his fate and command Zong Jize: "Go get those shirts here."

"Okay..." Probably because he was really looking forward to putting on the clothes she ironed with her own hands, Zong Jize responded very readily, and after a while, he turned around and went to the closet to fetch his shirt.

So, Lu Dingning started her performance.

Will is the designer.

When he was in country F, Lu Dingning was often called to be his model.

In Will's private studio, there are often some wrinkle-prone clothes that need to be treated a little bit.

Therefore, Lu Dingning is no stranger to the process of ironing clothes.

No, she put the clothes on the rack very well.

Then, she used the heated electric iron.

At first, the picture was pretty good.

But Lu Dingning lost his temper because Zong Jize kept staring at her, causing her to forget to move the electric iron in her hand.

Soon, a burning smell emanated from her electric iron.

When Lu Dingning realized this, when he moved the electric iron away, he saw that the white shirt she put on just now had an obviously burnt yellow mark of the electric iron.

Lu Dingning, who stared at the mark for a long time, scratched his black hair in embarrassment.

"The quality of your clothes is not very good, and it doesn't get too hot...you go and get another one for me."

In fact, the problem is not the clothes.

Zong Jize's clothes are all the ones without luxury logos, but these clothes can clearly fit his lines, and the quality of the clothes is very good.

These are what people often call private customization.

Such clothes are much more expensive than the luxury goods on the market, so naturally there is no quality problem that Lu Dingning just mentioned.

Lu Dingning, who grew up in the Smith family, is no stranger to such designs.

As for why she said that, isn't that because she wants to save face for herself?

But fortunately, Zong Jize didn't have any objections, and quickly brought another one over.

But it's a pity that although this shirt is not white that is easy to burn marks, because Lu Dingning answered Ruan Xiyuan's phone call during the ironing process, he forgot to move the iron away...

Well, by the time she finished the phone call, there was a big hole in the chest of the shirt.

After staring at the big hole for a long time, Lu Dingning touched the tip of his itchy nose in embarrassment, and said, "This is Xi Yuan's fault. I'll beat him up for you tomorrow!"

Of course, Ruan Xiyuan should be blamed. Who told him to call in just now?

As for Ruan Xiyuan, who was unilaterally decided to be beaten without knowing it, sneezed several times.

"Damn it, could it be that the girl who has a crush on me is missing me?" Ruan Xiyuan, who didn't know that he would be beaten up tomorrow, was still intoxicated in his dream.

On Zong Jize's side, he presented another shirt very calmly...

Zong Jize currently has about twenty shirts in the cloakroom.

But after being scalded by Lu Dingning one by one, only three pieces remained.

And among these three pieces, there is a light blue one with an additional mark of an electric iron on it, but it is not very obvious.

"I ironed these three pieces quite well."

Standing in front of the pile of shirts that were scalded by her and casually thrown to one side, Lu Dingning was quite calm and collected.

Finally, as soon as she finished speaking, Zong Jize suddenly walked over.

Seeing himself approaching suddenly, Lu Dingning said, "Hey, if you have something to say, just say it, don't get so close."

You asked Lu Dingning why she was suddenly uneasy when she was approaching, and she was not so uneasy when hugging in front of ordinary people?

It's not because she really burnt too many shirts today, she's a little guilty, and also a little worried that Zong Jize will take the opportunity to retaliate against her.