Chapter 22: Let's accept our fate

At this time, Qingshan hadn't understood Lin Mubai's words, thinking that Lin Mubai was just responding to her politely, so he didn't take it to heart.

When the company moved to a new job, she realized what kind of company FD was, and the scale was simply a multinational company that crushed their company several streets.

Well, she is already very proud to be able to work in her current company, and she doesn't have extravagant hopes for a company like FD.

However, Lin Mubai was able to work in FD, which surprised her.

The so-called people can't be disguised, she still understands this simple truth,

But with his understanding of Lin Mubai's life, it is really hard for Qingshan to imagine what kind of state he will be in at work!

Well, everyone will have their own specialties and strengths.

Maybe Lin Mubai, who is an idiot in life, is a superman at work!

After all, nothing is impossible in this world!

After eating the noodles, Qingshan washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then went back to his bedroom to wash.

After taking a shower, she still has to wash her clothes, otherwise she will get up early tomorrow morning and go to work, and she really doesn't have much time to do the laundry.

Qingshan washed his clothes, spun them dry, and just when he was drying, his face suddenly turned red.

It doesn't matter if the outer clothes are these things, but the underwear is just hanging up and fluttering in the wind, which makes Qingshan a little uncomfortable.

The next second, I thought that this Lin Mubai would not come to the balcony if he was fine, so he was relieved.

After drying the clothes, Qingshan entered the living room, and Lin Mubai was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

The clothes on the body have been changed, and they have obviously taken a shower.

Qingshan then remembered that he was also responsible for the cleaning of Lin Mubai's bedroom, and of course, his clothes delivery and washing services.

Alas, why did she agree to Lin Mubai's nanny to mention yƬ!

Qingshan imagined that he had a hole in his head.

But at this time, I have already promised others, and I can't keep my word.

Qingshan had no choice but to bite the bullet, looked at Lin Mubai and asked,

"Mubai, are your clothes going to be washed or hand-washed?"

"I don't know much about this, can you help me divide it?" Lin Mubai turned his head and said apologetically.

Qingshan suddenly had a black line, and thought that he had indeed asked a lot of doubtful questions, so he nodded and entered Lin Mubai's bedroom.

Lin Mubai put the changed clothes in the basket, but the clothes were turned over to the opposite side and did not turn over, and the socks and clothes were also put together.

Qingshan was so depressed that she couldn't speak.

If you want to say that Lin Mubai doesn't pay attention to hygiene, he takes a bath very often, and he is also very particular about his dress, but let's say that he is very hygienic!

Forget it, he probably can't even tell the difference between hand sanitizer and laundry detergent, and he doesn't know how to fold clothes.

Qingshan still squatted down resignedly, took Lin Mubai's clothes out of the basket one by one, turned them over, folded them, and put them in the laundry bag.