She didn't sleep all night, and early the next morning, she walked into the bathroom in a trance...and suddenly covered her mouth and screamed.
I saw Ke Jingheng, who was almost naked, with only a bath towel around his waist, and was putting clothes on his body. His hair was wet, and he still had the fragrance of shower gel on his body, as if he had just taken a shower.
"Could you please knock on the door before you go in?" He continued to put on his clothes in a calm manner, while not forgetting to block her with what Luo Xiaoberry said yesterday.
Luo Xiaoberry was choked for a long time and couldn't speak, she coughed twice and said, "It's your fault for not locking the door yourself?"
"..." Ke Jingheng has already buttoned the last button of his shirt, turned around and took a deep look at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "It's okay, if you want to see it, just tell me anytime... don't bother .”
"Go to hell! Who wants to look at you!" Luo Xiaoberry roared angrily, but her eyes fell on his two slender legs like a ghost.
Well, she didn't want to admit it, but since she entered the door, she had been secretly looking at the muscles and lines of his body through her slightly opened fingers.
As if feeling her gaze, Ke Jingheng stretched out his fair and slender hand and put it on the corner of the bath towel on his waist, then pulled it violently...
"Ah!!! Ke Jingheng, you pervert!" Luo Xiaoberry hastily covered her eyes again.
Ke Jingheng blushed a little, but continued: "Xiao Berry, I washed all the clothes you changed last night for you. Including...underwear."
"You... who made you troublesome? Did I tell you to wash it?" Luo Xiaoberry's face was terribly hot, and she felt like she had a fever!
"Shouldn't you say thank you? I wash it by hand." Ke Jingheng emphasized the point again, with a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth.
"You did it voluntarily, I didn't force you!" Luo Xiaoberry finished speaking angrily, turned around and wanted to go out.
But Ke Jingheng took her hand: "Did Amy explain everything to you last night? Are you... still angry?"
Luo Xiaoberry pouted and said stubbornly: "Who is angry with you? You don't need to spend a lot of time explaining to me, anyway... Anyway, I'll be back in a few days!"
"Don't... don't go back!" Ke Jingheng immediately became nervous again, holding on to her tightly, "Stay here with me, okay? I'll treat you well... cook for you, wash your clothes, bring you You go on a trip and take beautiful photos of you! I can also make you look beautiful!"
Hearing the word cooking, Luo Xiaoberry's expression softened a little: "We'll see how you behave! You packed today's lunch! If it's delicious, I'll forgive you!"
A gleam of joy flashed in Ke Jingheng's eyes: "Okay, you watch TV on the sofa for a while, and I'll get ready right away!"
That day happened to be Saturday, and there was no class in school, so Luo Xiaoberry sat lazily on the sofa, pressing the remote control.
Ke Jingheng called Qiao Yi for help: "Mom, teach me how to cook noodles!"
Qiao Yi chuckled and said, "My dear son, when did you learn to cook by yourself? Is it because Xiaoberry left, so you..."
"Mom, hurry up! Xiao Berry is hungry!" Ke Jingheng walked into the kitchen with his mobile phone and urged with a blushing face. He took out a pan and some eggs, greens and beef from the refrigerator.
In the video, Qiao Yi was busy gesticulating: "Yes, that's how you break the eggs first! Then pour the oil... Oh, no, pour the oil first, then break the eggs!"
"Mom... Which one came first!" Ke Jingheng looked at the smoking pan speechlessly, and suddenly felt that he had to improvise. This unreliable mother seems to have never been in the kitchen a few times throughout the year.
At this moment, a doorbell rang downstairs. Immediately afterwards, Amy's voice sounded: "Hello! Who are you looking for?"
After a while, the group of people had already started to go upstairs, and the footsteps sounded like at least five or six people.