If this is the case, then do you have to keep your distance from the person in front of you at all times?

Even if the man in front of him is an idol that he likes to worship for nearly four years, he really doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, that feeling is really uncomfortable.

However, the scumbag is not worthy of being compared with the male god, and he is not at the same level at all.

Kong Sihang is not worthy, he is nothing, he is just a stinky and shameless scum, scum.

Thinking of this, Huanxi's hands trembled a little.

And Liang Sheng saw that Huanxi was stunned and motionless, and couldn't help but remind, "Still standing?" ”

This voice brought the joy back to his senses.

"Oh, I'll go" Before leaving, Huan Xi looked at Liang Sheng's hands full of dish soap foam, and felt a little unbearable, such a beautiful hand was washing dishes here.

Today's Liang Sheng is wearing a loose black T-shirt, and the lines of his arms are old and beautiful.

Although I am reluctant to let the male god wash the dishes, after all, it was the male god himself who proposed to wash the dishes, right, so you can't refute other people's faces, right?

In addition, I really don't like to wash dishes, so I can use a bunch of tools to study a lot of food, but I just don't like to wash them.

So the conclusion is: find a pair of gloves for the male god to wear.

Then, Huanxi began to rummage through the cabinets around her.

After all, this house is so big, it can't even have a pair of gloves to wash dishes, right? Under Huanxi's rummaging, I really found a glove, which was still unopened, and I thought it should have been bought by Aunt Cheng to stock up.

This glove also has a floral waterproof bundle mouth, which is still bright red...

Liang Sheng shouldn't wear this thing, right?

Huanxi walked up to Liang Sheng with gloves, "You, are you wearing gloves?" Doesn't hurt your hands."

Liang Sheng stopped what he was doing when he heard the sound, looked at the gloves Huanxi was holding, and the word "disgust" was written on his face.

What is this?

Big red gloves with floral gloves, what kind of aesthetic is this?

"You put it on, at least it doesn't hurt your hands, doesn't it?" Huan Xi saw Liang Sheng's disgusted expression, brought his gloves closer, and looked at Liang Sheng seriously.

Liang Sheng glanced at Huanxi, then turned on the faucet to flush off the remaining foam on his hands, and then stretched out his hands to Huanxi.

Well? What does that mean?

Forgive me for being stupid and not understanding ...

Seeing Huanxi's puzzled look, Liang Sheng reluctantly said, "Help me put it on"

Because, this glove also has a waterproof corset, this design he doesn't dare to compliment, he won't wear it.

Uh-huh? Can't wear it? I have believed in your wickedness.

"Oh oh, come on, come right away, I'll help you put it on" Huanxi Brain received the signal, quickly opened the bag, took out the gloves and patted them.

It's just that when she saw Liangsheng's white and bony hands, she really wanted to touch them!

It's a nice hand, you know?

I always feel that these hands should feel better, right?

Demons, foxes, male vixens who hook souls!

Huanxi's heart was shouting, but in the end, he obediently put the gloves on for Liangsheng.

"It's pretty good!" After Dai Huanhuan, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and almost laughed.

I just felt that Liang Sheng was staring at him, and hurriedly drove away, "I'll take a shower first."

Liang Sheng glanced at the running little figure, shook his head and continued to wash the dishes.

This little one has no conscience.

The next day, Huanxi was woken up early by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

In a daze, he reached out and touched his mobile phone beside the bed, and when he saw the remarks of the call, he was as happy as a deflated balloon.