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Chapter 46 Housework

"Han Xiaozhu picks up the phone...Han Xiaozhu picks up the phone..."

Hmm... Han Xiaozhu? It’s such a familiar word, why does it sound weird?

Han Xiaotao turned over and buried her head in the soft pillow, rubbing the saliva from the corner of her mouth on it, then pulled the quilt up from behind to cover her head and continued to sleep soundly.

"Han Xiaozhu answers the phone..."

The ringing was still ringing loudly in his ears, almost as noisy as cicadas chirping in summer. Han Xiaotao couldn't ignore it anymore, so she could only stretch out an arm from under the quilt and search for the source of the sound. After touching for a long time, she finally caught it.

We arrived at the machine that was making sounds and vibrating slightly. Who could be so bored so early in the morning?

As soon as Han Xiaotao put the receiver to her ear, she heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

"Han Xiaotao, are you looking for death? It took you so long to answer the phone!"

Cui, Cui Minhao?

Han Xiaotao was still unconscious, but when she heard Cui Minhao's life-threatening call, her eyes widened and she suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Come downstairs for dinner in ten minutes, or I won't wait for you." Before Han Xiaotao could answer, Cui Minhao had already started giving orders.

Han Xiaotao's heart skipped a beat and she glanced at the clock next to her. "What? Ten minutes? But I'm still in bed now!"

"That's right." Cui Minhao paused, "Just five minutes, then. If you're late, you can do whatever you want." Then he hung up the phone.

Han Xiaotao was stunned for a full minute when she heard the busy tone on the phone. She suddenly realized that she still had four minutes left. God, did Cui fail Chinese and math? She screamed in her heart.

, got out of bed to wash up as quickly as possible, and then ran downstairs with toothpaste on the corner of his mouth. But...but why do I have to be so obedient? No matter how reluctant I am in my mind, my hands and feet can't stop, just like wearing clothes.

The girl dancing in red shoes. She couldn't help but wonder, what happened to Han Xiaotao's world? Is the end of the world really coming?

Thumb thump thump!

Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps coming up the stairs, Cui Minhao looked up from the newspaper with a leisurely expression, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Han Xiaotao, pointed at the time and said, "It's still three minutes late."

"Ah... I'm already very fast." Han Xiaotao pouted and said in frustration.

"Who told you to go downstairs so slowly because of your short legs? No matter what, you are late anyway." Cui Minhao said without any doubt.

"How come the legs are short? Look, look, where are they short?" Han Xiaotao was always disgusted by him holding on to this bruise. She couldn't bear it anymore and put her white thigh in front of him.

, he kept shouting, completely unaware that Cui Minhao's face suddenly changed color.

On a sunny day, the sun rose slowly from the sea level, making the sunlight shine on her fair skin. The beautiful calf in front of her was like a lotus root that had just been fished out of the pool, glowing with golden allure.

light.

Cui Minhao froze in his chair with a blushing face, not daring to move.

At first glance, Han Xiaotao saw that Cui Minhao had calmed down, looking somewhat complacent in victory. However, the solidified atmosphere and rising air made her mouth dry for a while. She glanced at Cui Minhao's embarrassed look again, and suddenly realized that she was doing this.

If there is something wrong, he quickly pulls back his legs and pulls his shorts down pretendingly. His legs cannot be covered, but if he lowers his head a little, the embarrassment on his crimson face can be covered by his long hair.

First block.

The two faced off in awkward silence for several minutes before Cui Minhao came to his senses and spoke to break the deadlock.

"Han Xiaotao, are you out of your mind?"

As he spoke, he reached out his hand.

Han Xiaotao didn't know what he was going to do, so she leaned back half a centimeter and still didn't dodge.

Cui Minhao wiped the corners of her mouth twice with his slender fingers, and then showed her the toothpaste on his fingers, "Are you using toothpaste when you brush your teeth? It's salt-flavored! How hungry are you?"

She scratched her head and said hesitantly: "Well, ah, it's not because of you that you push me so hard."

Cui Minhao looked at her pitiful eyes. The two of them looked at each other unnaturally. They didn't know how to continue. The atmosphere seemed particularly awkward. Cui Minhao put his fist to his lips and coughed dryly, and said: "But look at what you just did in one breath."

You are quite energetic in your movements, I think you can be full of energy without having breakfast." He glanced at the dinner plate.

Only then did Han Xiaotao notice the sandwiches and rice porridge on the plate, and quickly sat down on her seat, clutching her protesting belly, "If you don't eat breakfast, you will lose your energy all day long. But..." Han Xiaotao looked at it.

The rice porridge was served in a bowl, and his eyes flashed with confusion, "Why do takeaways use porcelain bowls to serve rice?"

Cui Minhao was startled for a moment and said, "Hey, takeout? Well, who told you that we ordered takeout?"

Han Xiaotao stared at Cui Minhao with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "It's not takeout? Is there anyone else in this room?" As she said that, she looked around, but she didn't see a single person in the huge room. "No one.

"Looking back, I saw Cui Minhao putting his broad palm in front of her eyes and waving it constantly, as if she was blind and he was testing whether she could see. She knocked his hand away and said dissatisfied: "Fuck it.

Well?"

"Am I not a human being? You can't see me when I sit in front of you?" Cui Minhao rolled his eyes even more unhappily.

"You? Ha, do I need to count you? Could it be that you did it earlier..." Han Xiaotao was about to laugh, but when she saw Cui Minhao staring at her fiercely, she couldn't help but swallowed her saliva and said the rest

I swallowed back the words. "Could it be that you really made breakfast?"

"Otherwise it was you?" Cui Minhao asked back.

Han Xiaotao blurted out subconsciously: "Can you cook?"

"My young master is an all-around genius, what's so difficult about cooking?" Cui Minhao said proudly, raising his chin.

Seeing his triumphant look, Han Xiaotao couldn't help but laugh. "How can a young master who is being waited on all day know how to cook? Do you think I am that stupid?"

When Cui Minhao saw that his plan was exposed, he could only curl his lips and said: "Okay, okay, my sister did it. But of course a genius like this young master can also cook, but he can only do it on important occasions.

It’s not like you can just make it for others to eat.”

Han Xiaotao said funnyly: "I don't think you are that good at fishing, but you are an all-around genius!"

Cui Minhao choked and held it for a long time before saying: "I, I deliberately let them go, okay? It's boring for me to always win."

"Oh~" Han Xiaotao smiled slightly sarcastically, "I thought it was because I was afraid of being beaten half to death by grandma, so I couldn't do my best."

"Hey!" Cui Minhao blushed. Damn it, those two guys who spoke so freely, why did they let them expose this matter? That was a shameful scar in Minhao's heart!

"Tell me, what's your grandma's magic trick?" Han Xiaotao rolled up the paper on the table to look like a microphone, and enthusiastically reached out to Cui Minhao to "interview" her.

Cui Minhao rolled his eyes at her, pushed her hand away, lowered his head and said, "Have a good meal. Do you want to be hungry all morning?"

Han Xiaotao pouted and muttered, "It's boring." Then she lowered her head to eat.

Cui Minhao glanced at Han Xiaotao concentrating on eating from the corner of his eye, and smiled for no reason, as if the meal this morning was also particularly delicious.

Wow.

The water from the faucet made a tinkling sound, and Han Xiaotao sighed while washing the dishes.

"Did I do something bad in my previous life to meet this guy named Cui? No, I must have offended the Lord of Hell, otherwise how could I be so unlucky?"

"Hey, Han Xiaotao, what are you mumbling about?" Cui Minhao raised his head from the newspaper and glanced at her.

"I said, why should I be used by you like a slave?" Han Xiaotao turned around and glared at him dissatisfied.

"Ah?" Cui Minhao didn't seem to understand. In his opinion, isn't this a matter of course?

Han Xiaotao turned off the faucet, took off her rubber gloves and threw them aside. She put her hands on her hips and said, "You have eaten too, so why do I have to wash all the dishes, wipe the table, and even clean the floor?"

"Do you want me to do these things?" Cui Minhao looked at her in disbelief.

"Why not?" Han Xiaotao showed no sign of weakness.

"Hey, please understand, I am the eldest young master of the Cui family. Cui Minhao, you want me to do this?" Cui Minhao said confidently. Growing up, he didn't know what detergent and rubber gloves were! Could this girl be?

crazy?

"You have to figure it out. You are the eldest young master only in the Cui family. But now it's just you and me. I'm not your servant. Why should I work for you? Get up!" Han Xiaotao said

He went up and pulled Cui Minhao up, dragged him to the sink, pointed at the unwashed dishes and said, "Here, wash the rest."

"What? Han Xiaotao, are you crazy?" Cui Minhao opened his eyes wide with an angry and funny expression.

"You are crazy. If you continue like this, you will really drive me crazy." Han Xiaotao grabbed Cui Minhao's hand and forced one of his hands into a rubber glove. "If you don't wash it, I will tell everyone

Man, how petty and unreasonable you are, and how you were beaten to death by your grandma..."

Cui Minhao covered her mouth and forbade her to say any more, "Ah, okay, wash it, can't I wash it? Really!" He turned on the faucet obediently and began to clean the dishes.

Han Xiaotao succeeded in his evil plan. He smiled evilly and sat on the chair with his legs crossed, taking the newspaper Cui Minhao had just taken and reading it, giving some instructions from time to time.

"Ah, that pool needs to be wiped clean after use."

"And on the ground, the water stains on the ground need to be cleaned up."

"By the way, the dish towel must also be washed with detergent before it can be used next time."

Young Master Cui was wearing an apron and doing these "rough jobs" clumsily, just like a monkey playing tricks, which made Han Xiaotao very happy. Cui Minhao could only lament in his heart: What a shame when meeting such a thick-skinned Han Xiaotao.

He was unhappy throughout his life!


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