Chapter 289: Help her wash her underwear 2 (1/2)
There was a bit of sadness in his tone, and he heard Prince Xi Gu Hei half of his face, ”Who said I won't.”
Speaking of this, he remembered that he personally prepared a candlelight dinner and waited for her that night, but she unexpectedly missed the appointment.
Although she was kidnapped to break the appointment, she can't be blamed, but the romantic steak on that table is really a waste.
”You can?!”
Ling Weifeng used one, brother, you don't have to lie, even if you don't know how to do it, I won't look at him with your expression.
The prince Xi was so angry that he wanted to pinch her, ”The bet at the last masquerade, I still owe you a month's breakfast.”
”You really know how?” Ling Weifeng's eyes lit up and he was filled with gossip, ”Xihuang, when did you learn to cook, wouldn't it?”
When she first moved in, this young master still despised the man who could cook, and what else did she say, such a nymph, really mad at her at that time.
Prince Xi Gu's face almost couldn't hold back, and he stared at her, ”Are you free? Go and wash the clothes you bought today.”
Ling Weifeng immediately retracted back, bit the cup, and said vaguely, ”I haven't finished drinking yet.”
Then smiled foolishly at him.
Prince Gu glared at her, turned around and carried the bag into the room, removed the sign and threw it into the washing machine.
It's hard to see those underwears, they don't seem to be machine washable.
Ling Weifeng was sitting in front of the bar, biting his cup and playing games. This kind of waiting day was really comfortable. There was no need to do anything, and the clothes had to be washed.
Wait, clothes!
The clothes I bought today are all hers, including pajamas and underwear.
Throw your pajamas directly into the washing machine, but the underwear...
Oh god, how did he wash it!
Snapped--
With a slap on the phone, Ling Weifeng jumped off the high stool and rushed into the room at the speed of sweeping leaves.
The door of the bathroom was kicked open almost with the force of a popeye. At a glance, he saw Prince Gu standing in front of the marble platform with a basin full of foam in front of him, and his hand was washing her underwear with her. .
boom--
At that moment, Ling Weifeng only felt a burst of warm blood rushing to the top of his head, and then flowing back to his body.
The endless blood color has been red from the face to the neck.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !
With a bang, she slammed her head against the door on the side, so embarrassing! ! !
Bang bang bang, head hitting the door constantly, why can't you hit, why can't you hit!
Even if you can't die, you'll faint first, at least you don't have to face this embarrassing scene.
”When your head is made of iron, you want to kill it.”
He came with a slightly smiling voice, and Ling Weifeng felt that his whole body was red.