Jiang Lianyan raised his eyebrows, "If you didn't know me, would you still talk to me in such a tone?" ”

Zhou Moruo looked at him for a few seconds and smiled, "Welcome, please give me back my cat,"

Jiang Lianyan touched Xiaolan's head and handed it over, Zhou Moruo reached out to pick it up, but Xiaolan turned her head with a "meow", and her butt was facing her,

Zhou Moruo, "......"

Jiang Lianyan looked helpless, "Look, it's not that I won't pay you back, it's that your cat doesn't recognize you,"

The smile on Zhou Moruo's face disappeared, and she pointed to the sofa behind her, "Roll inside with the cat, and I will count the time you held Xiaolan in your account,"

Jiang Lianyan glanced at her, didn't say anything more, and went inside leisurely with the cat.

Zhou Moruo turned down the stereo a little, hugged the cat nest into the soft sofa, felt a little sleepy, she closed her eyes,

The store was quiet for a while, except for the stereo and the slight wind chimes that rang at the door from time to time, only the snoring of the cat in his arms remained.

Zhou Moruo's eyelids blinked slowly, and she was about to fall asleep in a daze, when there was a sudden "bang" behind her, which shocked the green tendons on her head and jumped.

Zhou Moruo turned his head and saw Jiang Lianyan silently looking at the glass slag on the ground, he raised his head and said, "I'm sorry,"

Zhou Moruo pinched her eyebrows, she stood up and walked over with the shovel and broom at the door, "Are you handicap?" ”

Jiang Yanyan glanced at the innocent culprit in his arms, and pursed his lips, "I will compensate you,"

Zhou Moruo snorted coldly, "Of course you have to pay, you still need to say it,"

She swept the glass shards into the shovel and commanded, "There's a mop at the door, mop this place under your feet,"

"Of course," Jiang Lianyan put down Xiaolan and stood up, "It's still up to you to say this,"

Zhou Moruo glanced at him, turned around and went to the backyard to take out the garbage,

Jiang Lianyan walked to the door, stared at the mop up and down, and finally reached out to pick it up,

Tang Qiao held an umbrella in one hand and a bag of cherries in the other, she squeezed in with her back to the door, "Brother Jin, I'm here,"

Then she turned her head and saw Jiang Lianyan bending over, lowering her head and pushing the mop forward, looking like she was ...... Mopping?

Tang Qiao paused in place for five seconds, shook his head violently,

She must have hallucinated, and she saw the bully mopping the floor in Brother Jin's shop.

However, when she opened her eyes, it was still the bully mopping the floor, and she walked over and said tentatively, "May I ask who you are?" ”

Jiang Lianyan glanced up at her in a hurry, "I think you're a little familiar,"

Tang Qiao's voice trembled, "Jiang ...... Senior Jiang? ”

"You can call me by name," Jiang Lianyan looked at her with a mop, "My name is Jiang Lianyan,"

The cherry in Tang Qiao's hand fell in response, and it took her a long time to find her soul, "You...... Why is it here? And you...... Is it mopping? ”

Jiang Lianyan looked down, "Is it hard to see that I'm mopping the floor?" ”

Tang Qiao, "......"

Such a poisonous tongue must be a bully, yes!

She was thinking about whether to leave quickly, and Zhou Moruo had already walked over from the backyard, "Is your voice good?" ”

Tang Qiao hurriedly came to her side and tugged at her sleeve, "What's going on?!" ”

"It seems to be good," Zhou Moruo carried a shovel and put it at the door, turned her head and saw Jiang Lianyan pushing the mop in a circle, she frowned and walked over, "What are you playing?" ”

Jiang Yanyan put down the mop, "This mop has a bit of water,"

Zhou Moruo caught a glimpse of the sweat on his head, "Why are you working so hard?" ”

She took the mop from Jiang Yanyan's hand, and skillfully dragged it twice, and the water on the ground was clean.

Jiang Lianyan touched his chin, "My mother told me that you have to work hard to mop the floor to mop it clean,"

Zhou Moruo looked at him like a brain-dead, "You shouldn't have never mopped the ground, right?" ”