An hour passed.
Bai Sang sat on the sofa and watched Fu Heng clean himself diligently.
The house that was once a mess is now completely new.
Things are placed neatly and orderly, all dirty clothes are washed and aired, and clean clothes are folded and put in the closet.
"Are you tired?" She lay on the sofa and looked at the boy walking past.
The young man shook his head: "Fortunately, I will take care of the housework from now on."
"Is that okay?" Bai Sang's eyes lit up, and there was something shiny in them.
Fu Heng smiled softly, "I like to be clean."
Bai Sang blushed when she heard this. She actually liked to be clean. As long as she was clean at the beginning, it wouldn't be messy.
It's a pity that the original owner's sloppy side has been discovered, and the explanation will become more and more confusing.
After finishing cleaning, Fu Heng opened the refrigerator again and found a lot of ingredients.
"Sister Bai, are you hungry?"
Bai Sang looked outside, it was already dark.
He touched his stomach with an embarrassed look on his face: "I'm hungry."
"What does Sister Bai like to eat? I can cook it for you." Fu Heng smiled softly.
"As long as it's spicy."
“What a coincidence, Sichuan cuisine is what I’m best at.”
Bai Sang's eyes lit up.
Fu Heng started cooking in the kitchen.
Bai Sang, who has been conquered by the cooking skills of every villain in the world, is of course full of confidence in Fu Heng in this world.
Moreover, her mouth has been cultivated so that it doesn't taste very good and she can't even eat it.
After a while, a spicy aroma wafted out of the kitchen.
Bai Sang's mouth started to drool, and he lay on the sofa moving forward.
Then something tragic happened.
There was a loud bang.
Fu Heng was startled by the movement and hurried out.
I saw that the nice sofa in the living room had fallen backwards, pressing Bai Sang motionless on the ground.
"Sister Bai!"
Put down the knife in your hand and go to help people.
The sofa was not very heavy, and it pressed on Bai Sang. Apart from being unable to move, it did not cause any injuries.
But Bai Sang, with Fu Heng's support, burst into tears and looked like she was crying with her nose twitching.
"Sister Bai, where are you injured? Where does it hurt? Let's go to the hospital!"
Bai Sang shook his head and wanted to push Fu Heng away.
Fu Heng thought he was holding on, so he used a lot of strength, "No, I have to go to the hospital."
"No..." Bai Sang burst into tears this time, sniffling, just trying to push the person away.
"Sister Bai, what's wrong with you?" Fu Heng was so worried that people would go crazy.
Bai Sang couldn't push the person away, so he could only cry and say, "Stay away from me, I'm blinded by the smell of onions on your hands."
Fu Heng, who was jumping anxiously just now:...
After the strong and pungent onion smell was gone, Bai Sang went to wash his face.
Only then did he stop crying.
But his eyes were still red and he was sniffling, looking very pitiful.
Fu Heng's delicate and handsome face was full of embarrassment. He lowered his head and continued chopping vegetables, not daring to look at Bai Sang at all.
Bai Sang leaned over, she raised her head and looked at the tall and straight bridge of her nose, her beautiful eyebrows, and her charming profile.
She feels that the villains in this world are the easiest to get close to.
Fu Heng became nervous as he suddenly approached.
As he was chopping vegetables, his hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.
The vegetables in the front are cut neatly and beautifully, but the size in the back row is inconsistent.
Anyone with a clear eye can see that Fu Heng is in a very confused mood at this time.
So he panicked even more, fearing that Bai Sang would see something.
"Sister Bai, the food is not ready yet, and there is a lot of smoke in the kitchen. Why don't you go out and wait?"
(End of chapter)