"Mr...Mr." Luo Qingqing hurriedly called in a low voice.

Another such insincere name.

Qin Feng's brows couldn't help but frown.

Seeing that she was still scrubbing the clothes in the basin, he took a step closer to her, and by some strange combination of circumstances, he bent down and took her hand from the basin.

As a last resort, Luo Qingqing had no choice but to stand up.

Luo Qingqing suddenly felt a little flattered by the pair of well-maintained but still gentle palms in front of her.

Young Master Ren frowned slightly, his face expressionless, and the palms surrounding her were sticky, as if he wanted to keep her warmer.

Luo Qingqing looked at the young master in front of her inexplicably, wondering what he was planning to do.

Unexpectedly, Master Qin, who had lowered his eyebrows, suddenly looked at her. Luo Qingqing shuddered, why was this look so cold?

Thinking of the angry back of Young Master Ren when he threw down his sleeves and left that day at Luo's house, Luo Qingqing secretly thought, will Young Master want to take revenge on her now?

If you want to take revenge, take revenge, but why are you holding her hand?

This situation is so weird and weird.

"Is it cold?" After a long while, the young master finally said two words calmly.

ah?

Luo Qingqing was stunned and nodded instinctively.

However, thinking that she was washing clothes with the young master, if she said it was cold, she was afraid that he would misunderstand that she was unwilling to wash clothes for him and offend him, although she was indeed unwilling.

However, people had to lower their heads under the eaves, and then she shook her head hurriedly, and said enthusiastically: "It's not cold, it's not cold, it's hot. It's not cold to wash clothes with the young master..."

I don't know which word made the young master feel better. Luo Qingqing noticed sharply that the corners of the young master's originally slightly pursed lips suddenly softened a lot.

When Qin Feng let go of her, Luo Qingqing secretly took a step back, then raised her head to look at the young master, met Qin Feng's gaze, and then hurriedly looked away.

Then, he pointed to the basin with clothes on the ground in a somewhat helpless manner, "It's cold outside, I haven't finished washing yet. My husband, please go in first."

"Yeah." Qin Feng responded lightly, and after taking two steps, he realized that he didn't come out to let people in to warm themselves by the fire?

Are you so dazzled by someone's gentle words?

Qin Feng moved and turned his head to look at the little woman who was squatting on the ground and was busy again. At this moment, his heart rarely calmed down.

"My clothes are dirty." The young master's voice came from above. Luo Qingqing's washing hands paused. Are his clothes dirty?

Luo Qingqing looked up and saw a large black charcoal on the hem of Master Ren's clothes and sleeves...

Carbon juice? Does he know how difficult it is to clean?

Although it was a fact that she didn't want to go into the house to face him, it was also a fact that the workload of this pile of clothes was there.

Is he okay? He has nothing to do with carbon juice?

Are you doing this on purpose?

Is it easy to do manual laundry in this winter?

Luo Qingqing's face turned dark immediately, and she was irrational when her face turned dark.

She stood up quickly, pointed at Qin Feng, and said angrily: "You are such a big person, what are you doing with charcoal? What fun is charcoal? You soiled your clothes, thinking that I don't have to exert any effort to wash them.

Okay? If you have nothing to do, go inside and lie down, don’t wander around in front of my eyes."

Qin Feng obviously didn't expect Luo Qingqing's reaction. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that she was actually scolding him?

What about playing with carbon? If she could figure it out, he would be bored enough to play with that black crap?

Also, what does swinging around mean and what the hell does lying down mean?

Qin Feng's forehead was a little purple from suppressing it. Wasn't it because he soiled a piece of clothing? This woman actually spoke so harshly to him that he couldn't find a reason to refute.

"Didn't you say it wouldn't be cold for me to wash my clothes?" Qin Feng turned his head to one side and sounded a little shy.

Ha! Not cold?
Chapter completed!