Qingliu looked at the beef noodles that he had been robbed of, and was silent for a long time, feeling that what he said about the misanthropy seemed to make sense.

He got up helplessly, and could only redo it for himself.

Don't look at the skinny growth of small animals, they can still eat it.

Qingliu specially asked him this time, "Do you want to eat again?" ”

I ate nearly two bowls of misanthropy and was already satisfied.

patted his abdominal muscles, which had been stretched into a whole block, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction, "I'm full." ”

Qingliu smiled and hummed.

The misanthropy said, "I want to take a bath, and your pajamas will be given to me." ”

Qingliu felt that he had really raised an ancestor.

Grab beef noodles, grab pajamas, and grab beds at night.

Qingliu lowered his eyes and boiled the noodles into the pot, "In the bedroom closet, the second compartment is full of pajamas, pick it yourself." ”

"Okay."

The world-weary fart took a shower.

By the time Qingliu had eaten, the misanthropy had already taken a shower and came out with wet hair.

The little beast said with a little conscience, "You go take a bath, and I'll wash the dishes." ”

Hearing this, Qingliu looked at him with some amusement.

"Will you?"

"I will, how could not." The misanthropy snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Who do you look down on, I'm just too lazy to wash the dishes with my hand that directs the country." ”

Qingliu could only look at him with caring eyes.

In the end, I handed it over to the misanthropy, and I took a set of pajamas to the bathroom to take a shower.

The misanthropy said, "I took off my clothes outside, and I just took them to the balcony to wash." ”

Qingliu was really shocked by him this time, is there something wrong with the world's misanthropy today, is it still the usual little devil?

"Hurry up, don't you enjoy having Lao Tzu waiting?"

Qingliu said with a smile, "I always feel a little unblessed." ”

In the eyes of the world-weary about to blow up.

I still indulged in taking off my clothes at the bathroom door, and I didn't feel shy when I took them off.

When I turned around, I saw that the little beast had lowered its head, and there was nowhere to put it.

Clothes put on the sofa, Qingliu walked into the bathroom.

Only then did the misanthropy let go of his clenched hand and exhaled in relief.

The tips of his ears were a little red, and he stepped forward, picked up his clothes and walked to the balcony.

The first thing to do is to check Qingliu's trouser pocket.

A small, crumpled piece of paper was pulled out of his pocket.

Misanthropic listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, made sure that Qingliu was taking a bath, and unfolded the note.

It was written in a beautiful black pen.

Elder brother. What's wrong with you lately?

Why didn't you answer my phone and don't come to see me? Isn't it too busy training, I know you're competing today, so you have to cheer for the competition.

By the way, our teacher asked us to pay for new materials this week, and the season is about to change, brother I want to buy new clothes to wear, my classmates have new clothes, but I don't have one, brother, if you see it, give me a money, thank you, brother.

The misanthropy frowned after reading it the whole time, and almost didn't scold.

knew that it was definitely his sister who was doing the trouble.

These words are full of hypocritical white lotus flavor, no wonder Qingliu, a soft-hearted Hanhan, was deceived by her.

What is the cost of the material?

Hehe, the students all over the world are not on this one reason.

Also, the classmates have new clothes to wear, why don't you see what your brother is wearing.

The world-weary almost ran away on the spot with anger, and finally forcibly suppressed it.

Qingliu didn't tell him, obviously he just didn't want him to know.

He taught that group of people a lesson last time, but he didn't dare to tell Qingliu, thinking that her sister would change her ways without threats, but she didn't expect to be so obsessed.

Qingliu came out of the bathroom and walked to the balcony as soon as possible.

I saw misanthropy sitting on a small bench, washing his shirt by hand.

Laundry detergent is sprinkled casually and rubbed in the plastic basin.

Qingliu: "......"

Although the clothes are not too dirty, it is strange that they can be washed this way.

He reached out and pulled the misanthropy up, "Get up, I'll do it myself." ”

The main purpose of misanthropy is not to wash clothes, but to see the contents of the note, and now that I see it, I don't force myself.

When Qingliu saw his pants, he was suddenly stunned, remembering that the note was still inside, and suddenly rejoiced, fortunately, he was slow to wash his pants and didn't wash his pants.

"You go back to your bedroom and go to sleep."

The world-weary saw that Qingliu took his place and sat on the small bench, carrying his clothes in his slender snow-white hands, skillfully rubbing and washing.

He didn't speak, but crouched to the side and watched quietly.

Qingliu raised his eyes, and his eyes were dyed with a faint smile, "What's wrong?" ”

The world-weary suddenly felt a little distressed, lowered his eyes and said in disappointment, "It's nothing, I suddenly feel that you are quite a good wife and mother." ”

Suddenly I realized what I had said.

A good wife and a good mother, he minded such adjectives.

The misanthropy hurriedly raised his eyes, and explained incoherently, "I'm sorry, I ......"

Qingliu paused, and finally lowered his head and said lightly, "It's okay." ”

Misanthropic asked, "Are you ...... Not angry? ”

Qingliu snorted, "I'm used to your mouth." ”

Misanthropy: "......"

He was actually quite curious, and he cared so much about him.

Even cares too much, even if others accidentally mention it.

Suddenly, he found that he really knew very little about Qingliu.

The misanthropy suddenly became a little unhappy.

He stood up sharply, and reached out to pull Qingliu, who was washing clothes, up from the stool.

In a tough tone, he said, "Don't wash it." ”

Qingliu looked at him in some surprise and confusion.

The world-weary said, "Anyway, I don't have to play tomorrow, so I'll wash tomorrow and go to sleep." ”

Qingliu looked at him silently for a long time.

“…… Good. ”

……

Misanthropic asked, "Are you happy that you won today?" ”

This is the first time they've talked about the game today.

After Qingliu won, in fact, he has always had some diaphragms in his heart, his character is soft, and he is reluctant to let others be wronged, but he will not care about his own grievances.

"It's fine." Not happy, actually.

Misanthropy snorted, "I'm super unhappy. ”

He was indignant, "I actually lost to you like this, you were obviously beaten by me in the autumn game, and you obviously couldn't beat me in the SOLO game." ”

Qingliu explained to him gently.

"The team competition is different, sandwiched in the autumn competition because he was very nervous and didn't play well, and now after a season, he has been improving."

The misanthropic was silent for two seconds.

"Are you complimenting me on others?"

Qingliu: "......"

"No, let's be honest, you still can't cooperate, you don't fight too much early in team battles, you have to learn to cooperate with your teammates, they are all helping you."

Qingliu, in turn, taught him with the experience he had summed up.

The misanthropic sneered, "Lao Tzu can fight as much as he likes." ”

Qingliu didn't speak, and was suddenly stunned, "You ......"

The young man sneered, "Change the battlefield and get back a city." The game is lost, and the bed is as good as it gets. ”

Qingliu chuckled softly in his voice.

"I'm going to keep you losing."