A hot and hot thing touched her palm, and the moment she touched it, it suddenly grew larger, filling her palm.

Yan Jingxi knew what he was grasping, so he widened his eyes and met Lu Muqing's slowly opened eyes.

Sleepy-eyed, but dark and charming.

Yan Jingxi panicked.

"Yes......, yes...... Sorry I'm in...... It's just that...... Just want to do your laundry for you. Yan Jingxi stammered because she was nervous, and she really wanted to bite off her tongue that didn't listen to the command.

"Hmm." He seemed to clear his throat, and as if he was responding to her, he loosened her waist, because he had just woken up, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked at her with deep eyes, "Can you let go of your hand first, it's uncomfortable." ”

Yan Jingxi thought that she was so flustered that she forgot to let go of her hand all the time, like a hot potato, she hurriedly let go, jumped up from the bed, and stood on the side.

The face is red and about to drip blood, and it looks like a lovely red apple, which makes people can't help but take a bite.

Lu Muqing turned his face away, sat up, and turned on the bedside lamp.

Yan Jingxi saw him clearly, it was big, big.

Lu Muqing glanced at Yan Jingxi, saw her panic, embarrassment and crampedness in her eyes, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, men are generally older than normal in the morning, this is common sense." ”

"Oh, oh." Yan Jingxi hurriedly agreed twice, hung his head, and asked, "I'll go wash my clothes." Where's your clothes? ”

"Restroom." Lu Muqing subconsciously responded in a deep voice.

Yan Jingxi rushed to the bathroom and saw his change of clothes, already sheets and quilt covers.

Her mind was still in the scene just now, and her hands seemed to be hot as a cigarette butt, and her mind was buzzing blank, and she threw all the clothes he had changed into the basin and walked away with her head down.

When Lu Muqing heard the sound of the door closing, he suddenly remembered something, his pants that had been soiled by his quilt cover and sheets seemed to be thrown in the bathroom......

Lu Muqing frowned, and a dark wave of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes. Get out of bed.

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Downstairs in the bathroom.

Yan Jingxi threw the sheets into the washing machine first, and then washed the laundry by hand.

When I saw his bullet pants, my face turned red.

Isn't it just a pair of pants?

Yan Jingxi picked it up and prepared to wash it, and saw a lot of white things on it, stiff.

A flash of inspiration in my head.

Associate duvet covers with sheets.

No wonder he didn't have a quilt?

He won't be a widow last night...... Right?

Yan Jingxi's heart beat rapidly, and his face turned red.

If a man is like this, does it prove that he hasn't had that for a long time...... By the way, when he hugged her just now, what did he shout not to make trouble?

She was too nervous to hear clearly.

The bathroom door was suddenly pulled open, and she was still holding his bullet pants in her hands.

Yan Jingxi was weak-hearted, and immediately stuffed his bullet pants under the basin.

Lu Muqing saw it, his eyes were deep, as if he contained the wisdom and abyss of the universe, with an extra layer of color, and his voice was still hoarse and magnetic that had not disappeared, and asked, "What do you think?" The face is so red. ”

Yan Jingxi pursed his mouth and shook his head, his eyes were sparkling in his watery eyes.

Lu Muqing walked in, squatted in front of her, and looked at her usually, "Do you want to divide the labor, you go to make breakfast, and I'll wash it." ”

Yan Jingxi nodded, but thinking that she hadn't washed it yet, let him wash it, it was inappropriate, and shook her head again.

"Do you want me to wash it?" Lu Muqing asked.

Yan Jingxi thought for a moment and shook his head.

Lu Muqing's eyes were dim and uncertain, and he said four words in a deep voice, "Don't force it." ”