"Phase...... Messire. Luo Qingqing hurriedly called in a low voice.

Again, this kind of insincere title.

Qin Feng's brows couldn't help but lock a little more.

Seeing that she was still scrubbing the clothes in the basin, he took a step closer to her, and the ghost sent him a messenger, and he bent down and took her hand out of the basin.

As a last resort, Luo Qingqing had to stand up.

The well-maintained but still gentle palms in front of him made Luo Qingqing feel a little flattered all of a sudden.

The young master frowned slightly, there was not much expression on his face, and the palms surrounding her were sticky, as if he wanted to make her warmer.

Luo Qingqing looked at the young master in front of him inexplicably, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Qin, who lowered his eyebrows, suddenly looked at her, Luo Qingqing trembled, why is this gaze a little cold?

Thinking of the angry back of the young master when he threw his sleeves and left in the Luo family that day, Luo Qingqing secretly said, wouldn't the young master want to take revenge on her?

Revenge is revenge, but what to do with her hand?

This situation is so weird and weird.

"Is it cold?" After a while, the young master finally spit out two words lightly.

Yes?

Luo Qingqing was stunned and nodded instinctively.

However, thinking that this was washing clothes with the young master, if it was cold, and I was afraid that he would misunderstand that she was unwilling to wash him and offend him, although she really didn't want to.

However, the person had to bow her head under the eaves, and then, she was busy shaking her head, and said with a courteous mouth: "It's not cold, it's not cold, it's hot." Follow less...... It is not cold to wash clothes. ”

I don't know which word made the young master feel better, Luo Qingqing found that the corners of the young master's mouth, which was originally slightly pursed, softened a lot.

After Qin Feng let go of her, Luo Qingqing secretly took a step back, then looked up at the young master, met Qin Feng's gaze, and hurriedly moved away.

Then, a little confused, he pointed to the basin with the clothes on the ground, "It's cold outside, I haven't finished washing yet." Let's go in first. ”

"Hmm." Qin Feng replied lightly, and took two steps before he realized that he hadn't come out to let people in to roast the fire?

Was I dazzled by someone who spoke softly for two sentences?

Qin Feng moved, turned his head to look at the little woman who was squatting on the ground and started to be busy again, but his heart was rare at this moment.

"My clothes are dirty." The young master's voice came from the top, Luo Qingqing's laundry hand paused, his clothes were dirty?

Luo Qingqing looked up and saw a large piece of black carbon juice on the sleeve of the young master's clothes......

Charcoal juice? Does he know how hard it is to wash?

Although it was true that she didn't want to go into the house and face him, it was also true that the workload of this pile of clothes was also true.

He's fine, nothing to do?

Deliberately fix her?

Is it easy to do manual laundry in this winter?

Luo Qingqing's face darkened all of a sudden, and she was not very rational as soon as she blackened her face.

I saw her stand up suddenly, pointed at Qin Feng, and said angrily: "You are such a big person, what kind of carbon do you have nothing to do?" So what's so fun about carbon? You get your clothes dirty, do you think I don't have to do the hard work? If it's okay, go into the house and lie down, don't swing around in front of my eyes. ”

Qin Feng obviously didn't expect Luo Qingqing to react like this, and was stunned for a moment before coming back to her senses, she actually scolded him?

So what kind of play with carbon, she can figure it out, he will be bored enough to play that black?

Also, what the hell is it called swinging around, lying down well.

Qin Feng's forehead was a little purple, didn't he just stain a piece of clothing, this woman actually spoke so badly to him, so that he couldn't find a reason to refute.

"Didn't you say it wouldn't be cold to wash my clothes?" Qin Feng turned his head to the side, and his tone was a little cowardly.

Ha! Not cold?

The corners of Luo Qingqing's mouth twitched, this young master really didn't know the hardships of the world.