Mama Zhang smiled: "How can there be a girl who doesn't marry, Mama and I are also good for you." ”

Xiao Cui raised her eyes and glanced at Long Xilin, a fairy-like character, and so caring, it was really the best choice for her husband, but ......

Her eyes drooped, how could such a good man be so easy to find?

Before she could speak, Xiaohong, who was doing needlework with her, opened her mouth: "Mama Zhang, in this world, there is only one good man, right, how can we have such a good life?" ”

"Who said that you are the only good man?"

As several women were talking, a voice suddenly came out from behind them, which frightened them a lot.

The dragon was wearing an apron on his body, and the sleeves of his hands were rolled up high, and both hands were covered with water droplets.

Although he is dressed like a kitchen lady, his face tells them that he is not a simple "kitchen lady".

He has a sense of nobility on his body, which makes them feel that they are not from the same class as him when they see it.

Long Qingqing took off the apron on his body, put it on a bench next to him, glanced at Mama Zhang, and instructed: "Mama Zhang, this apron is dirty, you go wash it later." ”

"Okay." Mama Zhang agreed.

They don't know the specific identity of Long Qingqing, but first, they see that he has a good temperament, and secondly, they have to satisfy him as much as possible in such mundane things.

The dragon walked lightly to the front hall, took a small bench from the front hall, walked straight to the courtyard in front of the front hall, and sat down on the left side of Angelica.

"Be a girl, I'll help you wash the sweet potatoes."

He didn't wait for Long Xilin and Angelica to agree, so he sat down by himself, picked up the sweet potatoes and began to scrub them.

The mother-in-law and maid behind him looked a little dazed.

"You see, that son is washing dishes and helping his wife wash sweet potatoes, and I look good." First Literary Network

"What are you talking about, the washing of the dishes was asked by Yi Gong to wash it, and washing sweet potatoes probably also wants to please Yi Gong."

"Don't you think he's actually trying to please Madame?"

"Harm, don't talk nonsense, be heard by the Duke of Yi carefully, and pull out your skin."

“……”

In the courtyard of the front hall, Long Xilin raised his eyelids and stared at Long Qingqing for a second, then stood up, and said lightly: "There is not much left here, if you are willing to wash it, I will wash it all for you, what should we do next?" ”

"Cut the sweet potato."

Angelica glanced at the few remaining sweet potatoes and nodded to Long lightly: "Then there is Lao Longgongzi." ”

As she spoke, she stood up as well.

Long Qingqing was so angry, he glared at Long Xilin fiercely, but after coming into contact with his light and breezy gaze, his anger was like a heavy punch into the clouds, light and fluttering, without any effect.

Long Xilin stepped aside, picked up the kitchen knife from the table, and asked, "How to cut it?" ”

Angelica remembered the sweet potatoes burned in the stove, so he walked over, reached out and took the kitchen knife from Long Xilin's hand, and said with a smile: "Before cutting the sweet potatoes, let's go and see if the sweet potatoes in the stove are cooked." ”

"Okay."

So, the two of them went to the kitchen hand in hand.

The dragon sat lightly on the small bench, holding a large sweet potato in one hand and rubbing it vigorously with the other.

However, his eyes were not on the sweet potato, but quietly raised his head, stared at the back of the two of them leaving, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

I have to say that this is the most aggrieved and cowardly day Long Qingqing has ever lived in his life.