Meng Yao looked at He Zheng and said a little embarrassed: "It stands to reason that I should help you wash your shirt, but this brand is quite expensive, I think it's better to send it to the laundry......"

"You can leave it alone, I'll take it to the laundry tomorrow."

He Zheng held a towel in his hand and walked over and handed it to her.

"You can put a cold compress on your face yourself, which can help reduce the swelling. The situation is not serious, and it is estimated that it will be almost fine tomorrow morning. ”

Meng Yao reached out and took the towel.

I started with ice, but my heart was a little warm.

He Zheng pointed to a door again: "That is a guest room, no one has lived in it, but the bedding is all new." You'll sleep there tonight, and if you're not at ease, lock the door. ”

Meng Yao pursed her lips, sat on the sofa, and silently covered her face with a cold towel.

He Zheng went to the bedroom.

Half an hour later, he came out, dressed in loose gray loungewear, wiping his hair with a towel, and apparently showering.

At this time, his hair was wet, wisps, slightly messy, and there was a faint moisture lingering on it.

The skin, which was several shades whiter than Meng Yao, became more and more fair and clear, the eyebrows and eyes were raw and dark and deep, the eyelashes were very long, the nose was straight, and the thin lips were powdery.

It doesn't seem to have the previous high cold abstinence, but it makes people feel inexplicable......

Delicious.

Meng Yao looked at him, and the word jumped out of his heart.

Suddenly, Meng Yao recalled his naked upper body and the ...... Eight-pack abs, suddenly a little hot face.

In his chest, there seemed to be a small drum beating rapidly.

Oh my God, what's wrong, sister?

Meng Yao's mind was a little messy.

I have seen countless beautiful men in my previous life, but I have never felt like this......

Something is wrong, is it sick?

After applying an ice towel back and forth to her face a few more times, Meng Yao finally felt a little more normal.

He Zheng didn't notice Meng Yao's strange appearance, and looked at the time, "It's not early." Do you know how to cook? ”

Meng Yao said sarcastically: "My instant noodle skills are good, and boiling water is especially good. ”

He Zheng silently walked into the kitchen: "Forget it, I'll come." ”

Behind him, the girl stuck out her tongue.

Soon, a simple bowl of millet porridge was placed in front of Meng Yao, the kind that was faint and had no taste at all.

"Your face is swollen, eat this to reduce the swelling, don't eat sweet and salty." He Zheng explained. The same porridge in front of him himself, but with fried eggs and a few slices of lettuce.

The diet is the same as that of his people, vegetarian and bland.

Meng Yao was about to pick up the spoon and eat porridge when she suddenly remembered a very important question.

"Do I have to pay extra for this meal?"

He Zheng: "...... What do you think? ”

Meng Yao's hand shook suddenly, and she hurriedly pushed the bowl to He Zheng again, "I won't eat it." If this continues, I will not be able to pay you back for the rest of my life. Anyway, you won't die of hunger! ”

He Zheng: "......" sighed and said, "Okay, this meal is included in your accommodation fee, so you don't need to pay extra." ”

"Say it earlier!" Meng Yao immediately pulled the bowl back again, and praised while eating: "It's so fragrant, I didn't expect it to taste really good, are you a chef?" ”

After eating a bowl, Meng Yao didn't treat herself as an outsider, and went to the kitchen to fill another bowl.

After eating two bowls of porridge in a row, I put down the bowl with satisfaction.

When He Zheng finished eating and was about to clean up, Meng Yao immediately jumped up: "Hurry up, I'll come, I'll come, I'll still be able to wash the dishes." ”