Song Qing walked into the door of the house and went directly into the bathroom, put the toothbrushes, cups, and towels in the bathroom next to the living room one by one, and then tilted his head to look at the washing machine that had been washed.

Song turned off the power lightly, took the hanger and began to dry the clothes.

Clothes should be dried outside the window, so they need to be hung with poles.

At the door of the bathroom, Zhao Cheng stood there silently, looking at Song Qing, who was busy there quietly, and couldn't help but raise his feet and walk in.

Song gently took the pole and successfully hung a piece of clothing outside the window, and then tilted his head to look at him.

"What? Want to go to the toilet? Song despised him and walked into the bathroom, thinking he was going to the bathroom.

"It's not." Zhao Cheng said as he reached out and took the pole in her hand, and the hanger in her hand that had already dried another one.

Glancing at the neatly hung clothes, Zhao Cheng picked up the pole with a pole and hung it on the pole above the head of the window outside like Song Qing just now.

It turned out to be to help.

The man looked cold, but attentive.

Song Qing didn't say anything, but continued to take the hanger and began to hang up the clothes in the washing machine one by one and handed them to Zhao Cheng.

From beginning to end, Zhao Cheng just dried his clothes one by one, didn't say anything, and looked deep and indifferent.

Song Qing's eyes unconsciously aimed at him, his body was tall and his legs were long, both in appearance and figure, he was indeed many times better looking than the big star who played him.

Even the temperament of the other party can't compare.

Or that although the person who played Zhao Cheng acted similarly, compared with the real person, it was a little less profound, especially because the eyes were not lethal at all.

Song Qing, who was unconscious, glanced at him on the top, maybe there was the aura of the legendary protagonist there.

Perhaps Song Qing's gaze was too obvious, and Zhao Cheng, who had been silent, finally raised his gaze to look at her.

Song looked down on him, and suddenly saw that he immediately lowered his head and continued to dry his clothes.

Seeing Song Qing like this, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and two fingers gently fell on her cheeks and stroked them gently.

"Ma'am."

The man's voice was deep but full of tenderness.

The man's fingers had a hint of coolness, but they were very gentle, Song Qing's heart jumped, and he subconsciously took a step back and leaned on the washing machine.

"Don't, if you have something to say, don't move your hands and feet."

"And don't be wrong, I'm not your wife."

“……”

"Let's dry your clothes!" Zhao Cheng glanced at her as he spoke, lowered his head in silence, and hid the loss in his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, but cooperated to dry their clothes.

After drying his clothes, Song Qing took the lead in walking out of the bathroom, and then said, "You rest!" I'll go back to my room first. ”

Song said lightly and strode to her bedroom room to open the door and walk in, until she was far away from him, she felt that her nervous mood had recovered a lot.

It was too much pressure to stand by his side.

It wasn't until the sound of the door closing came that Zhao Cheng curled the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

After Zhao Cheng turned off the light in the living room, he took off his shoes and sat on the floor that Song Qing had beaten him, he did not rest but sat down against the wall.

Perhaps, get closer to her!

Looking up at the window, he could see everything in the living room by the moonlight outside the window.

"Zhao Yu, how about this book of arithmetic? Can you read it? This is careful from the first grade to the sixth grade, and if you don't understand it, ask me. ”

"Yes, Auntie."

"Well, see for yourself! I still have to rush the manuscript. ”

"Auntie, did you draw this? It's so beautiful. ”

"It's called a comic story, and you can think of it as a villain book, but I'm not drawing it on paper."