"I'll let me move my things later." Ji Citing smiled and continued to say to Lin Manrong to the side, as if reminding Lin Manrong.

He's moving in, he's moving in.

Lin Manrong glanced to the side, she wasn't blind and didn't hear it, she had to repeat it again?

Lin Manrong sat on the sofa, still feeling a little unbalanced in his heart, why should Ji Citing do whatever he wanted, this is too unfair.

"Ji Citing." Lin Manrong suddenly spoke.

Xiao Baozi hurriedly stretched out his hand and pushed Ji Citing, "Mom called you!" ”

Suddenly shouted by Lin Manrong, Ji Citing inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Lin Manrong has been in a very bad mood these days, and calling him now must not be a good thing.

"Well, you say." Ji Ci responded lightly.

Lin Manrong swept the rag on the table, thinking that Ji Citing had wiped the table twice just now, so he wanted to deliberately shake Ji Citing.

She's not stupid, Ji Citing is following her again, and she's buying flowers, what the hell is the idea in her heart, can she not know?

In this case, Lin Manrong wanted to see how strong Ji Citing's tolerance was for her.

"I've been cleaning for a while, I'm tired and don't want to move." Lin Manrong leaned on the sofa, swiped Weibo with his mobile phone in both hands, changed the conversation, and continued, "But I haven't finished cleaning yet." ”

Ji Citing took out his mobile phone and was serious, "I'll call someone to come over and clean it now." ”

"Don't." Lin Manrong put his phone aside and quickly denied it.

Ji Citing was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Lin Manrong meant at all.

If you don't call someone to come over and clean up, is it difficult to let him do it himself?

Lin Manrong sat cross-legged on the sofa and sighed silently, "I don't like to let other irrelevant people into my house, so I haven't handed over anyone else to clean it before." ”

Ji Citing frowned.

So?

Lin Manrong, what does this mean.

Lin Manrong coughed lightly, his eyes glanced around Zhou, and then his eyes fell on the rag on the table, tilted his head, and said in a somewhat consultative tone, "Anyway, don't you want to live here?" ”

"Otherwise, the next ones will be hard for you to clean up?"

！ ！ ！

Ji Citing's face stiffened, and when he saw Lin Manrong's innocent and smiling appearance, his heart was complicated.

Lin Manrong really dared to mention it.

Actually let him do the cleaning?

"It's not ......," Ji Citing frowned.

"What's wrong? Questions? ”

Before Ji Citing finished speaking, Lin Manrong pretended to be a little disappointed, and muttered in a low voice, "I've cleaned it up, if you don't want to move, then forget it." ”

As soon as he saw that Lin Manrong was unhappy, Ji Citing immediately became stunned.

Lin Manrong was finally in a better mood just now, if it was just because of such a trivial matter, what he had done before would be in vain, and it would be quite cost-effective to think about it.

What can I do?

The two of them are unhappy, Lin Manrong will not coax him, anyway, he is stubborn, and in the end, it is not that he is uncomfortable.

The thoughts in Ji Citing's brain turned, and the little bun on the side bit a lollipop in his mouth, and suddenly reached out and pulled Ji Citing's sleeve, "Dad, you just clean up, you don't have to go to work today anyway." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Baozi also picked up the rag on the table and stuffed it into Ji Citing's hand.

The corners of Ji Citing's mouth twitched.

It's clearly not a matter of not being able to go to work, okay.

He had never cleaned before, and suddenly let him do it, Ji Citing always felt that something was strange.

"Baby, if he doesn't want to, forget it, come here, let's have some snacks, and I'll do it myself later." Lin Manrong waved his hand at Xiao Baozi, and said with a smile on his face, and his tone of voice was obviously a little different from just now.

Xiao Baozi pouted and sighed silently in his heart.

Isn't it just cleaning?

It's not a big deal, why is his father so embarrassed? Just say no? It's not that hard.

Lin Manrong knew very well in his heart that it was indeed a little difficult for him to let Ji Citing, the president of the Ji family, clean up.

However, if you think about it carefully, what happened to President Ji's?

When she was in Ji Citing's office before, Ji Citing also asked her to clean the entire office, besides, who let him get drunk outside, who let him not go out alone, and who let him be held by Yi Anqi in the hospital?

She's just a grudge-loving stingy person.

Ji Citing glanced at Lin Manrong, now he knows how good Lin Manrong is at holding grudges, and he dares to let him clean up by himself, he is really bold enough.

"You rest, I'll cook for you after I'm done." Ji Citing said a word very calmly like a nobody.

Hearing Ji Citing's words, Lin Manrong didn't hold it steady, and the mobile phone in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Ji Citing not only has to clean, but also ...... Cook?

Lin Manrong glanced at the little bun that was licking the lollipop on the side, swallowed her saliva, her face was full of surprise, she suspected that she was dreaming, otherwise, she was hallucinating. Today's Literature Network

Before Lin Manrong could calm down, he saw that Ji Citing had already taken off the coat on his body, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and began to wipe the table with a rag.

Lin Manrong was completely dumbfounded, is this still the previous Ji Citing who was so cold and arrogant that he seemed to be able to freeze people?

Seeing that Ji Citing was really cleaning, Lin Manrong was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, but after only a while, Lin Manrong's mood stabilized, and his brain's thoughts turned, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to take a photo of Ji Citing.

As soon as Ji Citing raised his head, he happened to see Lin Manrong secretly taking pictures, his brows furrowed, and the movements in his hands stopped, "Xiaoman, what are you doing?" ”

"Shoot ...... Take a picture. Lin Manrong calmed down and continued to mutter, "This is such a rare picture, I always want to take a photo to commemorate it." ”

Having said that, Lin Manrong was still a little uneasy in his heart.

After all, the person in front of him is Ji Citing, if Ji Citing is unhappy, it will still be quite scary.

Surprisingly, Ji Citing was not angry, but continued to clean, as if he hadn't heard Lin Manrong's words.

Lin Manrong breathed a sigh of relief, she had already thought about it, and she would post it on Moments later!

If Ji Citing is angry, then ...... Got him angry.

Ji Citing cleaned inside and out, on the surface, the wind was light, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart, Lin Manrong actually said just now that he had almost cleaned it.

Pull it down!

This hasn't been cleaned at all.

It seems that he came at a real time.

About forty minutes later, Ji Citing finally cleaned up, but then, there were still problems.

He originally planned to cook, but Ji Citing had never cooked.

Ji Citing closed the door of the bathroom and began to check how to cook on the Internet, swiping the mobile phone screen with one hand.

It seems to be quite simple, and it is not a difficult task.

In the living room, Lin Manrong sat on the sofa and watched cartoons with Xiao Baozi, and he didn't see Ji Citing come out for a long time, and he couldn't help but wonder a little in his heart.

"Baby, you go knock on the door, why hasn't your dad come out yet." Lin Manrong said to the little bun on the side.

Xiao Baozi nodded, trotted to the door of the bathroom with a cigarette, and just reached out and patted the door, the door of the bathroom was opened by Ji Citing.

"What's wrong?"

"Mom is looking for you, I have something to say to you."

Hearing Xiao Baozi's words, Lin Manrong hurriedly took a pack of small snacks and ate them.

She swore that she would never let Xiao Baozi be the microphone between her and Ji Citing in the future, which added fuel to the vinegar and really made her a little big.

Okay, I was stunned by Xiao Baozi as if he was going to whisper something with Ji Citing.

Ji Citing reached out and touched Xiao Baozi's head, raised his foot and walked in the direction of Lin Manrong, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Manrong stretched out his hand and put the potato chips in his mouth, and said casually, "It's okay, I saw that you couldn't come out like that, and I thought you were flushed away by the water in the toilet." ”

……

The corners of Ji Citing's mouth tugged fiercely.

By...... Flushed down the toilet?

He's not shi, how can he ......

Ji Citing didn't know what Lin Manrong was thinking in his head, so he could only endure it, after this period of time, these things would definitely have to be returned.

He had written it down in the little book in his mind.

Ji Citing stretched out his hand and looked at the time, "It's almost noon, do you want to go out to eat, or eat at home." ”

Lin Manrong had been eating snacks just now, and he wasn't hungry at all, but when he heard Ji Citing's last sentence, his first reaction was that if he wasn't hungry, he had to say that he was hungry!

Ji Citing had already said when she was cleaning that she would cook after cleaning, how could she give up such a good opportunity?

Maybe you won't be able to meet this kind of treatment in the future, how can you easily let go of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Let's eat it at home." Lin Manrong tilted his head, and the corners of his lips hooked, "Otherwise, I'll help you wash and cut vegetables?" ”

That being said, the meaning is already very clear, noon season resignation cooking!

When Ji Citing first came, he thought that he had to cook a meal to make Lin Manrong feel better, so he was naturally ready to cook by himself.

What's more, how could he let Lin Manrong do it?

"No, you don't." Ji Citing refused.

As he spoke, Ji Citing walked in the direction of the kitchen with a bag full of various dishes.

Isn't it just cooking?

When he was in the bathroom just now, he had already checked it all.

Lin Manrong looked at Ji Citing's back as he disappeared into the kitchen, until he heard the sound of running water coming from the kitchen, and then he got up and walked over.

Sure enough, Ji Citing washed the vegetables by himself.

It seems that Ji Citing is a hall and a kitchen.

However, an hour later, Lin Manrong regretted it, and deeply understood what it meant to imagine that everything was different from later.

Lin Manrong leaned against the kitchen door, hooked the corners of his lips, took a photo again, clicked on WeChat, and sent it to Moments.