Chapter 722 (1/2)

Ming Chengyu looks at Yan nai'er. He looks at her as if she were a stranger. But he catches a word in her mouth. Our family, yes, they are a family. It's not like that. We can discuss housework.

Also, ordinary families seem to work together in this way. He shouldn't regard her as a servant who only serves him.

She is his wife, not a servant without rights.

So, is she going to have a good time with him?

”Well, if you want to go upstairs and look at the papers, I'll do it.” Forget it, there's no need to quarrel with Ming Chengyu because of such trifles as washing dishes. Yan Naier doesn't want to argue with him.

It's not that she only pays attention to Ming Chengyu's shortcomings, but that she is used to working together with Mr. Zhao in this way. If Ming Chengyu can't do it, she will do it herself.

”I don't know how to get out of the way and wash the dishes.” Isn't it just a wash up? Ming Chengyu loosened the button of his shirt and moved all the chopsticks to the sink.

Pick eyebrow, Yan Naier really too surprised, but she did not take it lightly, always think Ming Chengyu will not, so she had to go to the kitchen with him, see him wash.

Holding a bowl in his hand, Ming Chengyu's scalp was numb, but he was a little embarrassed. He could see such a small thing, but what did she mean? When he was a primary school student? She has to watch.

”Go out and watch TV. I'll wash a bowl and cut a watermelon to eat together.” Twisting his neck, Ming Chengyu calmly turns on the water source.

”Oh, all right.” Arms in both hands, Yan Naier went to the living room to sit on the sofa, just turned on the TV, heard a sharp movement.

Don't ask. It must have come from the kitchen!

As a result, Yan Naier went to the kitchen and saw that the ground was full of broken bowls.

Help forehead, Yan nai son simply can't bear to look directly at, also blame her, shouldn't believe this big young master.

”Hand slide.” His face is not red, his heart is not beating. Mingchengyu kicks the broken slag with his feet.

”You wait a moment...” find broom, Yan Naier in time to deal with the scene of the crime.

Well, she's really good at finding a job for herself.

”You'd better get out of the way.” Yan Naier said, ”I'll come.”

”No, I'll do it. I'll just do the dishes.” Ming Chengyu said it was very simple and easy to operate. It took half a life.

”You still...” Yan Naier finally couldn't help reminding, ”in fact, there is a dishwasher at home. It's the machine on your hand. Just put the chopsticks in it. It will wash and dry automatically. It doesn't take any effort.”

In this regard, Ming Chengyu just wants to say: his m, why didn't you say earlier, ah, sincerely see this young master make a fool of himself?

But shrugged, Ming Cheng Yu said lightly, ”I know, I am too busy to find something interesting to do, this dish washing is actually quite interesting.”

”Oh, really?” He's crazy, isn't he? Yan Naier put down the broom, turned upstairs to take a bath.

As soon as Yan nai'er left, Ming Chengyu's face became gloomy. He was always elegant. When did he lose face in front of a woman?

After putting the chopsticks into the dishwasher, Ming Chengyu stares at the machine.

”The machine... May take two hours to wash, and then it will dry and disinfect itself... You can put the dishes and chopsticks in it for the time being, and you don't have to worry about it.” After taking a bath, Yan Naier stands on the escalator and knows that Ming Chengyu is still in the kitchen, so she raises her voice to remind her.

Ming Chengyu immediately closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was killed by this kitchen.

After taking a bath, Ming Chengyu goes to the bedside while wiping his wet hair, and looks at Yan Naier.