Chen Man stood in front and took a picture. The person inside was so beautiful. She smiled shyly, and the person inside also smiled shyly.

Xu Junyang stood with her, his eyes meeting hers inside.

Chen Man covered her face in his arms in embarrassment.

Xu Junyang chuckled, motioned her to let go, and went to operate the washing machine.

She asked, “Do you do your own laundry?”

"Well, grandma doesn't know how to use this washing machine, and she doesn't know how to wash my clothes."

Chen Man saw him open the washing machine and take out the quilt cover and sheets. The colors were very familiar.

Remembering that he had taken it off that night, he was washing it now.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head shyly.

This situation is very, very, a kind of soft and touching feeling in my heart.

He was washing the sheets that the two of them had soiled.

"I'll help too."

Xu Junyang smiled and handed her the bed sheet and pillowcase. "Take them and come out with me. The sun is strong. Let's hang them outside."

He stood in the yard with the quilt cover in his hand, threw it onto the stainless steel clothesline, then pulled it open and flattened it.

Chen Man was like a little palace maid, holding the bed sheet in her hands and waiting for instructions obediently.

Xu Junyang smiled and touched her head, took the bed sheet from her hand and hung it up, and finally put the two quilt covers on it.

Chen Man's hands were empty, so she ran over and grabbed him, wanting to get close to him.

Xu Junyang had never seen such a clingy little woman. The girlfriends brought back by others had louder and more aggressive voices than each other, but Chen Man was still the best.

He smiled, put his arm around Chen Man, and led her into the house.