As soon as Song Yan heard this, she didn't say much, and refused directly: "Then what's the matter, Ye Jue is my object, and my object sleeps in your room and sleeps in your bed?" Spread out like something, Ye Jue, you wait, I'll go clean up the bed, your face doesn't look very good, rest, I'll call you again at lunch. ”

Song Yan put down the watermelon peel, stood up, and was about to clean up the messy pile of clothes on the bed, but her wrist was grabbed by Ye Jue.

Ye Jue just felt that the wound was faintly painful, but it was not so hypocritical, and he could still hold it.

Besides, Song Yan, a stupid girl, seems to have forgotten one thing, she is an unmarried girl who lets out the bed for him to sleep, which is not good!

There is also a scheming Song Yimin here, and when she turned around, she ran out and told outsiders that Song Yan was frivolous and not self-respecting, wouldn't that ruin her reputation.

Although the two of them are going to get married soon, aren't they still married?

"No, I'm fine." Ye Jue pulled her and let her sit.

She sat back on the wooden stool, bit her lip to look at Ye Jue, and found that Ye Jue's lips were slightly pale and her complexion was not very good.

I had been focusing on my own things just now, ignoring him too much.

I don't know if the injury is serious, what I was injured by, and why I was injured!

"Are you really okay?" Song Yan asked.

Ye Jue nodded, then he tilted his head slightly, and said to Song Yimin, who was sitting next to Song Yan's right hand: "I'm fine, if you are busy, go out to help first." ”

A cold sentence reveals a strong sense of chasing customers.

Song Yimin's hands on his thighs tightened slightly, and he nodded with a smile on his face and said, "I'm about to help Dayan sort out the things on the bed, so it won't disturb you, right?" ”

Ye Jue frowned.

Song Yan also frowned.

Ignore it early and ignore it late, but at this time, Song Yimin can really do it.

However, since she likes to tidy up at this time so much, Song Yan will not refuse.

Song Yan shook her head with a smile: "No, if you are free, then help me figure it out now." ”

"Okay, I'll help you clean up the things in your room, you see, there is so much garbage stored under your bed, I'll help you clean them all out in a while, and your quilt, I haven't washed it for a winter, and when I finish cleaning up the room, my sister will help you take it out and wash it."

In order to reflect her diligence in front of Ye Jue, Song Yimin took over the work that should be done in Song Yan's house, and secretly revealed to Ye Jue that Song Yan was a lazy girl.

In this era, isn't it a matter of diligence?

The wife is diligent in inspection, and the husband can worry less, and a person like Ye Jue should have a wife who can go out of the hall and enter the kitchen.

But Ye Jue didn't care about Song Yimin's words at all.

Song Yan's eyes flashed with a sly light, nodded and said, "It's better to have a sister, my sister will help clean up the room, Brother Ye Jue, my room is messy, if it weren't for Grandma to speak, I would be embarrassed to take you in to sit down." ”

"It's not messy, it's good." Ye Jue touched her head, and his tone was full of pampering.

When Song Yimin heard these four words, he almost didn't vomit blood.

Song Yan has been helping with housework for many years, so that she has no time to take care of her room.

Moreover, her room is often used by her mother to pile things up, and it looks messy, what kind of eyes is Ye Jue, it doesn't seem to be messy.

Song Yimin picked up the clothes piled up on the bed, and said while folding them: "Brother Yejue, Yan'er is not taking care of her life well, you have to be more tolerant in the future." ”