"Oh," Sangi smiled a little, "but it's okay, you can let him get it himself after work." ”

“……”

Xu Jiamu originally wanted to say that he was not available after work, but when he saw the fleeting loss on Sang Ji's face, he couldn't help but say nothing.

It's not that he doesn't want Sang Ji to see Xu Jiamu, it's just that the two of them are too close, and he feels sour.

"Okay-" Xu Jiamu put down her chopsticks and grinned at Sang Ji with a good-looking smile.

Sang Ji sighed in his heart when he saw Xu Jiamu pick up the tablet to work again.

also said that he was not busy, and he was working at dinner, Sang Ji thought to himself, it seems that there is still a long time before he can really go out to play, at least Xu Jiamu has to start looking forward to it when he doesn't work during meal time.

Sang Ji pursed his lips and loosened his shoulders, sat down for a while, stood up, and reached out to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Xu Jiamu frowned when he saw this, and hurriedly put down the tablet, forgetting to save the documents he had just made.

"Put it down." He frowned and glared at Sangi.

"Why?" Sang Ji raised an eyebrow, not because he was angry, but smiled and walked to the sink with the bowl in his hand.

"It's cold, and the water is freezing." Xu Jiamu folded the remaining bowls, brought them to the pool table next to the sink, squeezed Sang Ji aside with her body, and snatched the gloves she was about to bring, "Let's go, go to the sofa and sit, let me wash it." ”

Sang Ji glanced at the still lit flat screen, "Someone is looking for you." ”

"So what." Xu Jiamu didn't seem to care, he pressed the dish soap aerator, squeezed the foam into the wet bowl and began to clean.

Xu Jiamu's speed is not fast, but it is very stable...... At least it won't be too slippery and the bowl will fall to the ground.

Sang Ji spat out a cloudy breath, turned around and walked out, since she didn't wash it, she wouldn't wash it.

"You...... Where to? Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xu Jiamu turned his head and glanced at Sang Ji's back.

Hearing this, Sang Ji smiled, "Didn't you let me touch the water?" ”

"That's right!" Xu Jiamu looked at her sparkling eyes and was stunned.

"Ah—no," said Sangi, "didn't you let me sit on the couch?" ”

"Oh," Xu Jiamu lowered her eyelids as if she had just remembered, "Well, let's go." ”

After he finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Sang Ji, and returned his gaze to the wet foamed dishes and chopsticks, and slowly washed them.

-

A few minutes passed, Xu Jiamu put the dishes and chopsticks that had passed the last clear water on the draining rack, took off his gloves, picked up a rag and wiped the tablet before continuing to touch the tablet.

The information in the computer is still there, but Jiang Wei, who is on the line with him, is no longer there.

Xu Jiamu exhaled, walked out, walked to the sofa opposite Sang Ji in the living room, sat down, and continued to sort out the documents on the computer.

Thirty minutes later, Xu Jiamu turned off the screen of the tablet and raised his eyes to look at Sang Ji.

Kuwaki was half-lying down next to the sofa, his eyes closed and he seemed to be asleep.

Xu Jiamu moved her eyebrows, did she make her so tired last night?

Just as Xu Jiamu sighed and put down the computer to the coffee table, Sang Ji woke up.

In Xu Jiamu's eyes, Sang Ji was woken up by the sound of his computer touching the coffee table.

He frowned, "You...... Asleep? ”

"No," Sang Ji blinked, "I...... I just want to close my eyes, didn't I say I'm going to go to the old mansion later? ”

Sang Ji lowered his head and yawned as he spoke, "How can I sleep." ”

“…… Why don't you sleep for a while? Xu Jiamu said, "Go to the room and sleep for two hours, and then go to the old house when you wake up." ”