Li Qiyu looked at it in disbelief. The boots were also filled with water and were sitting aside, waiting for Emperor Da Bo to serve them.
How much laundry detergent did he put in? He didn't pour half the bucket in, right?
Li Qiyu picked up a bottle and shook it, and sure enough...these bubbles were probably not clean after being washed with dozens of buckets of water.
She didn't know why, but she felt sad and funny at the same time. A man who has never done housework doesn't even have the most basic common sense.
Li Qiyu walked out of the bathroom and saw Bo Yeyuan talking on the phone with his back turned.
"Laundry detergent that can remove blood stains...Imported brand...delivered in ten minutes." After a pause, Bo Yeyuan frowned, "Is there any that specializes in removing blood stains? Whatever, just buy it!"
Bo Yeyuan, don’t you think that the blood stains on the clothes are not clean because the laundry detergent is of poor quality?
Li Qiyu sighed inwardly, the clothes had holes in them, could he still want them? Why didn't he just throw them away... Is it just because she helped him choose them?
"Do you want a sewing box or a sewing machine? Damn it, I don't know how to use it... I don't want a sewing machine! I'm deaf and can't you understand what I'm saying?" Bo Yeyuan had a bad temper and roared in a low voice, but he was afraid of being beaten by Li Qiyu.
Hearing this, he lowered his voice, like a sullen lion.
Li Qiyu's heart tingled even more. Should he mend his clothes before wearing them again?
Bo Yeyuan, when did you end up wearing patchwork clothes...
Li Qiyu thought of the CD videos he saw yesterday. Those were his sincerity. Didn't he lie to her and still love her and care about her after she hurt him like this?
What is it about her that deserves to be loved?!
While contemplating, Bo Yeyuan hung up his cell phone and came back to his senses. Their eyes met in the air.
Bo Yeyuan was startled, embarrassed and annoyed, always looking droopy...
Li Qiyu turned his face away, unable to bear the thought of seeing him like this, feeling that he would be unable to soften his heart at any moment.
"Are you... finished?" he said in a rustling voice.
Li Qiyu hummed indifferently from his throat and walked to his desk.
Bo Yeyuan watched her walking by without looking sideways, not even bothering to look at him. He felt sad and dejected, and walked into the bathroom to continue his scrubbing.
Li Qiyu listened to the bathroom door being closed and locked, then she sat down on the office chair, stood up again, walked to the home theater, and ejected the disc.
This is her precious memorial, and it is also the year Bo Yeyuan devoted himself to love.
No matter what, they really loved each other——
Li Qiyu read the CD into the computer disk, dragged one copy of the file to the computer, saved another copy on the USB flash drive, and then took a blank disc and burned it.
Not long after, Lake knocked on the door and came with a few bodyguards carrying various household lotion supplies.
"Master, why are you washing clothes?" Lake saw Da Bo Di squatting in the bathroom scrubbing and washing. He thought he was dazzled and was extremely shocked. "It is better to let servants do this kind of menial and despicable work.
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"Put down your things and get out." Bo Yeyuan's voice was hoarse. He was ill and kept washing clothes with cold water...
Li Qiyu suddenly thought that his finger was injured, wasn't it? She just put a bandage on it, but he dared to touch the water just to wash clothes!
He just doesn't care about his injuries. No wonder he becomes seriously ill with inflammation!
Lei Ke rolled up his sleeves and was about to help, but was frightened back by Bo Yeyuan's murderous look. Looking at the young master's protective look, it seemed as if the clothes were treasures that no one could touch, and only he was qualified to wash them!