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"I... I'll just clean it myself later." she realized her gaffe and immediately returned to the laundry room.

"I don't understand. Your own parents finally came to Longlin city. You and Zheng Heng were engaged and married. They came half a year ago. Your house is not narrow, can't you live with their two elders? You have to let them stay in a hotel?" Qin Yuxiao stood at the door of the laundry room and looked at the little woman squatting on the ground and rubbing her clothes.

How many clothes are there? It's not over after washing all afternoon.

"I told you that my parents wanted to have grandchildren. They insisted on giving us space. What's good for us, you know." she buried herself in the laundry to prevent Qin Yuxiao from seeing any flaws.

"I... I don't understand." Qin Yuxiao blushed and pretended not to know anything.

"Don't you have anything to do with Mo Beichen? When I don't know anything? The little girl has long become a woman, and her red face has explained everything.

What else do you want to hide in front of me? "Han Youli said shamelessly.

"Can I be like you? I gave myself to Zheng Heng early." she took the mop and cleaned the floor again.

"What did you give me?" Zheng Heng came out of the kitchen and brought the last soup to the table.

"The clothes have been washed for me." Han Youli said with a frown on her face. It's really bad luck for eight generations to meet so many clothes today.

"Hey, that's not good. We agreed that I would teach Yuxiao to cook and you should wash the clothes inside. Don't forget that you often say 'family rules should not be disordered' at home. If you don't keep your word today, I can take it as a breeze in my ear in the future." Zheng Heng said solemnly.

"You..." Han Youli was so angry that she wanted to swallow him alive. But his words were really reasonable.

"Don't be angry, I can give you a suggestion, which is definitely the best way." Zheng Heng approached Han Youli, then squatted down, put his hands around his chest, smiled and said, "it's really hard to wash clothes manually. After all, you have to wash them one by one.

But even if our family is poor, it won't be so poor that we can't afford a washing machine.

There is a ready-made automatic washing machine in the laundry room. You still put all your clothes in the washing machine. Isn't everything ok? "

"You die." Han Youli was so angry that she pushed him to the ground, then grabbed the clothes in the basin and continued to clean silently.

"I... what's wrong with me?" Zheng Heng had a feeling of crying and laughing. "I'm kind enough to give you advice. How can you treat me like this?" he stood up, stared at Qin Yuxiao opposite and said, "look, this is the sadness of a married man. I care about her so much, but she regards me as air."

"..." Qin Yuxiao gently raised his eyebrows and didn't have a good chance to speak for him, otherwise the little woman squatting there to wash clothes would be half angry.

You know, the clothes in the laundry room are very popular with Han Youli, and the price is also very high. If they are washed in the washing machine, they will all be destroyed.

She just wants to save money, so she will wash it at home, or she will take it out for dry cleaning.

Perhaps, everyone will change after marriage. The feelings between Han Youli and Zheng Heng made Qin Yuxiao envy in his heart.

It's plain and light, because it's a small quarrel, but it doesn't belong to a quarrel. It's humorous with a little warmth in anger. Even if it's a real quarrel, it won't hurt your feelings.

At this time, the door of the outside room suddenly rang.

"Beichen is coming." Zheng Heng heard the sound of knocking on the door. He winked at Qin Yuxiao and motioned for her to open the door.

She pointed to herself with her finger. When Zheng Heng nodded, she was a little helpless and had to open the door by herself.

At least this is also his home. How could he let her open the door.

Zheng Heng wanted to help Qin Yuxiao and Mo Beichen and promote strong feelings, so he would do so.

Qin Yuxiao opened the door. The man standing at the door was really Mo Beichen.

The person who just called Mo Beichen was not her, but Zheng Heng.

Zheng Heng specially invited Mo Beichen to his house on the pretext of inviting him to drink.

At the moment, he was a little surprised to see Qin Yuxiao. But take a step back, this is the home of Zheng Heng and Han Youli. Han Youli and this little woman are best friends. It's normal for her to be here.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"I... I'll rub the rice." the little woman stammered with Xu and made an excuse.

It's a good excuse. Mo Beichen absolutely believes it. Because Zheng Heng's cooking is good and cooking is particularly delicious. What about her? She's a living idiot. It's undoubtedly the best way to come here for dinner.

"Rub well." Mo Beichen smiled gently, and a spoiled color appeared on his handsome face. "Zheng Heng's use is not only to treat patients, but also to cook."

Qin Yuxiao didn't expect him to speak like this. The spoiled eyes kept staring at her face, which made her very embarrassed.

"Rub well? Hey......" Zheng Heng in the living room heard Mo Beichen's words clearly. "Eat mine and drink mine, then you can't say something nice? Why is this so heartbreaking?"

"How fragrant." Mo Beichen walked into the room. The smell of vegetables on the dining table in the living room filled his heart and made people have an endless appetite.

"Take the clothes to dry." Han Youli washed the last clothes, still in the basin, and shouted to Zheng Heng.

"Oh, you turned over?" Mo Beichen stared at the woman who came out of the laundry room and whispered to Zheng Heng.

"I was on it. From beginning to end! OK?" Zheng Heng showed his man's true color. Unfortunately, it was only powerful for one second. The next second Han Youli returned the clothes she had picked up from the basin directly to Zheng Heng. "Yes."

"I'm so tired." Han Youli sat back in the living room and on the chair in front of the dining table. Beat his waist with his hand. She really washed all afternoon in the laundry room.

"OK, we can have dinner." Zheng Heng hung his clothes and went back to the living room.

"What's a good day today? How do you cook so many dishes?" Mo Beichen stood in front of the table, his slender hands supported on the table, looking at the dishes on the table with an interested expression.

"If you have something to eat, you can eat. There are so many words to rub the rice." Zheng Hengjie said to Mo Beichen.

Of course, among brothers, there is absolutely no one who dares to oppose Mo Beichen like this except Zheng Heng.

"Sit down." Qin Yuxiao sat on the chair and said gently to Mo Beichen.

"Wife, you've worked hard." Zheng Heng's ferocity is always such a second. At this moment, Qin Yuxiao, who is sitting next to him, has been beating his arm with his hand. He is considerate. He quickly stretches out his hands and holds his sore hand for him. "I'll help you with the dishes." he saw that Mo Beichen didn't intend to sit down, and then said, "do you want to eat? If you don't eat, don't regret it?"

He didn't care whether Mo Beichen ate or not. Just considering this table dish, Qin Yuxiao came here to learn to cook it for him. If he didn't eat, wouldn't he have failed Qin Yuxiao's hard work.

"Of course." he sat down and picked up chopsticks. Maybe because there were too many dishes, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Eat, eat." Zheng Heng used chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Mo Beichen. He put a little on each plate.

Zheng Heng's manner is rough and simple, and he is also vigorous and resolute.

The picture was a little strange when it entered the eyes of the two little women. If Zheng Heng didn't have a wife, Mo Beichen would have a girlfriend. They can really believe that they are a pair of men.

"Eat more, you will regret not eating." Zheng Heng became an old woman and read it in her mouth.

"Are you sick?" Mo Beichen pursed his lips and absolutely didn't think that Zheng Heng's doing so was his care and care. He picked up the bowl in front of him and poured the dishes Zheng Heng had caught into his bowl. "Eat it yourself, I'll clip it."