Lu Rin finished the company's business, and rushed back to China without resting, he would never admit that he was celebrating Yao Qing's birthday, he didn't tell Yao Qing when he would come back, of course, this woman wouldn't ask, she would always shrink into her own safety circle.

You take one step, she doesn't move, you take ten steps, maybe she only takes one step.

"Ah, you're back, then you... What, you're at my house...."At the same time, the doorbell rang pleasantly.

Lu Rin has been not following the routine recently, and he has been frightened a little too much.

Yao Qing was dumbfounded, looking at the messy room, she was very unconfident that she would be able to clean it up in a few minutes.

The people outside began to be impatient, and their tone was irritable, and they opened the door, "Yao Qing." ”

Forget it, he wanted to come, and he didn't invite him himself.

"How do you...."

Lu Rin ignored her directly, and only handed her the coat in his hand, but before he could take a step forward, he quickly turned to her with an angry face, "Yao Qing!"

He had a serious cleanliness habit, and Yao Qing had expected this.

She sneered, "I... You didn't tell me in advance, and I don't have the ability to predict the future..."

Lu Rin just stared at her faintly and didn't speak, and her powerful aura could make Yao Qing's legs weak.

Yao Qing decided to give up the opportunity to defend himself and went to clean up.

There was such a scene in the house.

President Lu was sitting upright on the sofa, and there were a few pieces of clothes that Yao Qing threw at random that I didn't know how many days I hadn't washed.... And a couple of pairs of smelly socks.

He was so disgusted that he wanted to tie Yao Qing and these clothes together and throw them into the sea to feed the fish, and the fish disliked her.

"That.. And this...."Lu Rin tirelessly instructed Yao Qing to work on the side.

She wanted to throw something in his face, did you say that it was not good for you to go back to your own home, there was no one to accompany you, he passed by himself with a phone call, and he had to come here to feel uncomfortable, and he gave her guilt.

After an hour, someone was finally satisfied.

Yao Qing sat cross-legged on the sofa, panting tiredly.

"Physical fitness is not good, and it will be tired like this for a while. ”

"You're not the one who does the work. Yao Qing glared at him complainingly, she dared to guarantee that Lu Rin would not be able to do this work for half a day.

"You're not happy?" The girl's family has such a mess, and he has no intention of criticizing her anymore.

Oh, she not only has to work, but also has to work with great happiness?

"No, thank you for your command and education, and give me a beautiful and clean home. ”

Lu Rin glanced at her, just got off the plane and tossed for a long time, a little tired, raised his feet and walked to the bedroom, but was stopped by Yao Qing, she gently persuaded him to go home, the bed in the apartment was big and soft, and he was comfortable to sleep on. Besides, isn't he a habit of being clean, but Yao Qing's little caution can't escape his eyes, and it is clear that there is something hidden from him.

Suddenly thinking of something, Lu Rin's face was pale, and the corner of her forehead was blue, didn't this woman hide a man in the closet?

Lu Rin really overestimated Yao Qing, she was purely colored.

This thought quickly swept through Lu Rin's brain, his reason collapsed, and when Yao Qing just sensed the signs of his anger and wanted to let go, his wrist was grabbed by Lu Rin's hand, and the door was vigorously pushed open.

Yao Qing shouted heartbreakingly, "Hey, Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, my arm is going to be broken by you." ”

If Yao Qing's house was in chaos like this, it was the first thing that surprised Lu Rin, then the scene in the bedroom was really breathtaking.

Pink, all pink.

The walls are pink, the sheets are pink, and the dolls are pink.

It looks like it's still bubbling pink.

Lu Rin's face was incredulous, and it seemed that it was hard to believe that anyone would like this style of decoration, which was simply unsightly.

He regretted not going back to his apartment.

Lu Rin was shocked, forgetting that he was still holding Yao Qing, came back to his senses, and quickly let go of his hand, as soon as Yao Qing broke away from his clamps, he quickly jumped to the other side of the bed, rubbed his wrists, and glared at him angrily, slandering in his heart, this unpredictable violent maniac!

Seeing Yao Qing's red wrist, Lu Rin's heart was weak and his face was ashamed, but he couldn't confess what he thought just now to Yao Qing, he put his fist to his lips and coughed dryly, his eyes flashed, "That, your hand is okay." ”

Yao Qing snorted, didn't look at him, and said in a weird way, "Thanks to you, I can't break it at the moment." She quickly took off her shoes and went to bed, dragged the quilt, turned her back to Lu Rin, deliberately exposed her hand with red marks to the quilt, and said angrily, "Mr. Lu, my hand hurts very much now, I need to rest, you can do it yourself." She didn't care about the consequences of throwing Mr. Lu's face, anyway, she was injured now, thanks to someone, and most importantly, she didn't believe that Lu Rin would be on this pink bed.

Standing in the middle of the pink bedroom, Lu Rin, with an embarrassed expression, was wearing a black coat, which looked very abrupt, he was doing a strong ideological struggle in his heart, and he knew that he had made Yao Qing ruthless just now, and he knew that he was at a loss, and he couldn't force her to get up and go back to his apartment, besides, it was very late, but, pink, Lu Rin frowned, the pink he hated the most, he really couldn't pass this level in his heart, and he would rather stand all night in the pink bed for a whole night.

I don't know how long Mr. Lu struggled, Yao Qing was about to fall asleep, and there was a sound of Xi Xi taking off his clothes behind him, Mr. Lu thought helplessly, so he took this pink as Yao Qing, and Mr. Lu secretly thought to himself, when, well, the bedroom has to be redecorated.