At this time, Zhan Muqing, who had been eating silently, put down the dishes and chopsticks and spit out: "Not necessarily." ”

... ...

How much you don't believe me? The ingenuity I've shown in the past week doesn't show my determination! Is Zhan Muqing jealous of me?

This idea existed for less than a second, and Zheng Mo took the initiative to overturn it.

Would a person who escorts S big be jealous of himself?

It's just a simple poisonous tongue.

However, in the face of such a strong business strength, Zheng Mo could only slowly turn his head towards the source of strength: "That's not necessarily. By the way, the food is almost the same now, didn't Mr. Zhan say that there are activities in the evening? You can tell me, I can prepare in advance. ”

"It is true that you should prepare in advance," Zhan Muqing nodded approvingly, "You have been here for more than a week, and it is just the end of the study stage, so you should do it properly." ”

"So what kind of event is it?" Zheng Mo looked forward to it.

"Cleaning. ”

... ...

God cleans! Why don't you say a little more foreign? For example, in order to welcome a new tomorrow, we have to carry out dust cleaning activities! It sounds more ritualistic than the word cleaning!

"Poof. Xiaoli couldn't help but laugh out loud on the side.

Zheng Mo glared at her. She's laughing maniacally!

Sure enough, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. Zheng Mo realized.

"Qingqing, since it's a big cleaning, Aunt Wang happens to be idle at night, why don't I and Xiaoli come to help you?" Aunt Wang opened her mouth enthusiastically.

Xiaoli froze, looking at her mother in horror, her face full of rejection.

"Thank you Aunt Wang for your kindness, it's not much, let's just do it ourselves. Aren't you still making an appointment with others to do a square dance?" Zhan Muqing spoke softly and softly.

At this point, Aunt Wang couldn't say anything more, and the dust settled.

Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zheng Mo's eyes with some encouragement - Momo, stand up!

On the way back from Aunt Wang's house, Zheng Mo was mourned, not because he resisted the labor of cleaning, but because it was too far from his psychological expectations.

Zhan Muqing naturally also saw it, "Calm down, labor is also a way to release pressure." Moreover, this is also part of the third chapter of the Covenant. ”

... ...

This is really a comfort that is very in line with Zhan Muqing's own temperament.

Although Zheng Mo was very helpless, he could only adjust his mentality to face this matter.

The two of them stood outside the door facing the small two-story building, and neither of them moved for a moment. Even the rhubarb in the nest next to him couldn't stand it anymore, took two steps forward, and barked twice at the two who were stunned.

"Then where do we start construction?" Zheng Mo was called back to his senses by Rhubarb, and turned his head to ask Zhan Muqing.

"Well, in order to be more efficient, let's first clean up the dust in the high places. Zhan Muqing thought for a moment and said.

No problem. Just do what you say.

After confirming the division of labor, Zheng Mo immediately took the rag and started to act.

Zheng Mo hadn't done it before, this plastering was still a whirlwind, and it was even if it was wiped casually on the surface, so it didn't take more than three minutes to clean up a room, and then quickly moved on to the next room.

"Teacher Zhan, I'm done!" Zheng Mo called as he came to Zhan Muqing's area.

At this time, Zhan Muqing was standing on the chair, stretching out his hand to clean the glass, when he heard Zheng Mo say that he had finished it, his face was full of incredulity, "I haven't finished this room." Are you sure you know what it means?"

Zheng Mo looked at Zhan Muqing's posture, and naturally knew his own problem, and touched his nose.

"Hey," Zhan Muqing sighed, "If not, you can see how I operate first." ”

Zheng Mo nodded silently, watching Zhan Muqing carefully wipe it on it, polishing the window rods, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how can Zhan Muqing know anything, study, work and life are the same, immortals?

The light in the room was already a little dim, and the sun was about to sink, desperately trying to leave a trace of golden light—this light was indeed retained, and it splashed up from the window, enveloping Zhan Muqing, who was working hard by the window.

From Zheng Mo's point of view, he is indeed an immortal.

"Hmm... It's not high enough here, Zheng Mo, help me move another bench over. Zhan Muqing didn't notice the environment at that time, and tried to put his toes on tiptoe and rub it higher.

"Oooh. Zheng Mo reacted, and hurriedly went outside to get a bench and handed it to him.

"Thank you. Zhan Muqing lowered his head and wanted to take the bench, but found that he was a little uncomfortable looking at the dark place in the light for a long time just now, and the whole person was dazzled.

"Be careful——

... ...

A loud bang, a muffled grunt.

Zhan Muqing got up from Zheng Mo's arms, and finally there was a hint of panic in his tone, "Zheng Mo, Zheng Mo, are you okay?"

Zheng Mo was lying on the ground, his buttocks were a little painful, and he frowned: "It's okay, alive." ”

Zhan Muqing hurriedly helped Zheng Mo up, "It's okay." Why are you suddenly yelling and startling me? It's fine. ”

Zheng Mo rubbed his head, a little aggrieved: "Isn't it you who is dangling?"

Zhan Muqing choked.

In fact, it is.

Zheng Mo's hand holding the bench was next to Zhan Muqing, and even Zhan Muqing didn't have to bow his head, he only needed to get it with a casual catch, but Zhan Muqing turned his head and lowered his head and missed it perfectly.

His hand fished in the air, and accidentally hit Zheng Mo's wrist, and then it was as if a force was drawn out of Zhan Muqing's body, and his legs immediately weakened.

In fact, it is a little softer.

Originally, he quickly gained a firm foothold, but Zheng Mo's face changed greatly, and he threw away the bench in his hand and shouted, which startled Zhan Muqing, who had stood firmly, and shook it again, Zheng Mo took the opportunity to stop Zhan Muqing and hug him.

The dimly lit room, a blurred afterglow, two people looking at each other.

No matter which movie it is, it's quite a beautiful picture.

However, reality never has a filter,

Zhan Muqing found that he was forcibly falling into Zheng Mo's arms, and suddenly goosebumps appeared on his body, and then he subconsciously struggled, he looked down at Zheng Mo's eyes in a panic, and Zheng Mo also looked at Zhan Muqing.

He tilted his head romantically, with a trace of affection and worry in his eyes, and hugged Zhan Muqing twice in his arms, as if he was dancing a waltz under his feet.

But it's really just due to inertia.

After the inertia, Zheng Mo tied a knot in his feet and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhan Muqing also subconsciously grabbed Zheng Mo's chest.

Thinking about the end, Zhan Muqing coughed awkwardly, "Thank you." ”

Zheng Mo, who heard this, was a little weak-hearted, although his butt suffered when he fell to the ground, but when Zhan Muqing couldn't help but grab his chest, his hair swept through his nose, and the fragrant shampoo smell instantly filled his brain, making Zheng Mo's mind flash the moment of meeting Zhan Muqing for the first time. How can I wash my own hair and not smell like this? I already used the same bottle of shampoo.

Zheng Mo's heart was pounding, as if the man in his arms was not only grabbing the clothes on his chest, but also pinching his heart.

Feeling that the direction of thinking was getting more and more strange, Zheng Mo also quickly coughed and spit out a sentence:

"Respect the teacher, as it should be. ”

“... ...”

Experiments have proved that Zheng Mo really deserves to be the popular figure of last year's annual straight man award, and he deserves his name.