Luo Qingqing's mouth twitched, this young master really doesn't know how difficult the world is.

Seeing Luo Qingqing's expression of not wanting to talk to him anymore, Qin Feng became a little anxious and blurted out the words: "Are you lying to me?"

Luo Qingqing held her forehead, a little depressed as to how Master Qin could survive to this day with such an IQ.

She would only be so eager to please someone when she asked for something. If it were normal times, even if she had to be docile in the face of the young master's power, she would never say such unscrupulous words.

Luo Qingqing found it difficult to answer Qin Feng's question.

In fact, as soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake.

He was not asking about whether the water was cold or not. He knew that the water was cold without asking.

After all, he could clearly see Luo Qingqing's frozen red hands.

What he wanted to ask was whether Luo Qingqing had lied to him when he said it wasn't cold to wash his clothes.

On that side, Luo Qingqing obviously misunderstood what he meant.

Seeing the troubled look on her face, Qin Feng couldn't figure out why he cared so much about her words.

Immediately, he thought it through.

Perhaps, this was the first thing she said to him that made him feel the warmth, even though she seemed a little reluctant.

When Luo Qingqing was still wandering on the line of her moral integrity, she was pulled into the house by Qin Feng.

"Ms. sir, what are you doing? The clothes haven't been washed yet." Luo Qingqing half-pushed and followed Qin Feng's steps and walked in. She struggled with the hand he held, but she didn't dare to use any force.

She would not provoke the young master's fiery temper unless absolutely necessary.

Miraculously, Qin Feng, who had always acted in his own way, actually stopped.

Luo Qingqing stood behind him and saw that he tilted his head slightly. His handsome and resolute silhouette became more charming under the light and shadow. The corners of his slightly cold mouth slightly opened up and he lightly said a bad word:

"Whatever you want to wash, I have plenty of clothes."

Hearing this, Luo Qingqing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This young master...

It’s so willful!

Luo Qingqing didn't bother to argue and let him pull her into the house.

Today, the young master shook her hand twice. Although Luo Qingqing did not agree with the young master's behavior, she had to admit that the young master's palms were warm and thick, which made people feel inexplicably reassuring...

Ah, Luo Qingqing immediately retracted her thoughts. It was hard for her to accept that she would have such an unreliable illusion.

Then I felt that the illusion was naturally a wrong intuition, and of course it was unreliable.

If this young master doesn't make people sad, she should feel at ease.

It wasn't until Qin Feng pulled her to the fire that Qin Feng let her go.

Looking at the scattered carbon residue around the fire and the brightly burning fire, Luo Qingqing was a little dumbfounded. Was this fire made by the young master?

No wonder there is carbon juice on his clothes.

She just gave someone a shit about this.

It seemed that she had wronged him.

But, having said that, it's not her fault. You know, this young master usually lives a high and aloof life, and he has never done such menial work.

Seeing Luo Qingqing staring at his clothes in a daze, Qin Feng frowned slightly, covered the stained area, pulled a stool and sat down.

He said like he was spitting poison again: "Are you stupid? What are you doing standing here?"

Luo Qingqing looked at him confused, saying what would happen if she didn't stand still.
Chapter completed!