Lu Ouyang sneaked into Jing Xin's room, and Jing Xin hurriedly hid the newspaper behind his back.

"It's me, they're talking downstairs." Lu Ouyang grimaced mischievously. After getting along for a long time, in front of Jing Xin, he lost the cautious words and deeds he had when he first met, showing the child's innocent side, "Sister, these things should be put in the bathroom, right?" ”

"I'll do it myself." Jing Xin crumpled the newspaper into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket while Lu Ouyang was not paying attention. took the toiletries in his hand, He Fenglan hadn't left yet, she didn't want to die.

"Don't look at grandma's fierceness, she's not bad."

Lu Ouyang pulled Jing Xin's clothes with a smile and followed her inch by her side.

"She's your relative, and of course she can't be bad to you." Not necessarily for others. Jing Xin glanced at the small hands on his clothes, he was extremely insecure.

"There are also bad relatives."

"What did you say?" His voice was like a mosquito, and Jing Xin didn't hear it clearly.

"Didn't say anything." Lu Ouyang shook his head quickly and raised his face, "Grandma Lu's craftsmanship is good, she went out to buy a lot of vegetables just now, and she wants to cook for you." ”

"So you're still a foodie."

Jing Xin couldn't help pinching his nose, and the two frolicked, and laughter filled the room.

When Lu Huanian went upstairs, the two were hiding on the ground and playing rock-paper-scissors, and whoever lost had to draw a stroke on whose face, and they had a lot of fun. Looking at the dirty faces of the two, Lu Huanian's facial lines were soft, and his deep eyes were filled with unknown emotions.

"You fool, hurry up and put your face over, I'm going to finish the turtle." Jing Xin smiled like a witch, and the pen in his hand approached Lu Ouyang, who got up with a bone.

"I don't want to be a turtle, let's win two out of three games."

He stubbornly looked up at his little face, and the turtle with only one tail on his face was lifelike, Jing Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You little villain, you dare to foul."

Jing Xin got carried away with her smile, and Lu Ouyang's eyes were quick, and he added a cat whisker to her.

"Look what it is." Jing Xinxing's eyes narrowed slightly, his left hand pointed to the roof, and his right hand brushed to add a tail to his face.

Lu Ouyang knew that he had been fooled, and he was annoyed, and chased Jing Xin to take revenge. Jing Xin smiled and took a few steps back, and when he turned around, he hit a wall of flesh, and the brush in his hand poked on Lu Huanian's shirt, leaving a thick stroke.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'll wash you when you change it and see if I can wash it. Jing Xin Hao Ran, a shirt costs her almost half a month's salary. Almost all of her money was spent on that wedding, and she didn't go to work recently, so she didn't have the money to pay for it.

"The ink is hard to wash, are you sure it won't ruin my clothes?" Lu Huanian's thin lips were lightly raised, and he reached out to touch her cheek, "The cat is well drawn, it seems that Ouyang's interest class is not in vain." ”

Hearing this, Jing Xin screamed, covered his face, and ran into the bathroom with a low and muffled laugh. The ink doesn't dry long and is easy to clean. Jing Xin scooped up the water and slapped his dirty cheeks. After a few repetitions, the plain little face shows its original appearance.

"Give."

Lu Huanian was shirtless, handed over the shirt, and the beautiful mermaid line was revealed in front of Jing Xin, his face was hot, and he quickly turned his back after taking it.

"Mother Lu boils porridge at noon, or steamed rice?"

Jing Xin opened her clothes, so she would definitely not be able to wash them directly, she had to roll them a few times with rice grains first.

"You're experienced with cleaning ink."

"Yes, I cleaned it many times when I was a child, and if I can't find experience, I will become a pig." Jing Xin's tone couldn't hide his self-deprecation, and there was a faint pain in his eyes.

Lu Huanian's eyes were complicated, and he pulled his shirt, "Forget it, a piece of clothing, throw it away." ”