Lin An's nose was itchy, and bright red blood was gathering in his nasal cavity, about to burst out.
To avoid sudden death, he quickly looked up at the ceiling again and said in a hurry: "What on earth do you want to do? Where are you wearing it?"
Gong Ya glanced at her own clothes and felt strange: "I am wearing clothes properly, why are you reacting more than when I was naked before?"
Half-revealed is the most irresistible temptation for men.
Lin An used a pleading tone: "Sister, please put on your clothes properly, I'm 18 years old, 18 years old!"
"Brother, I've already restrained myself." Gong Ya looked very aggrieved. "I told you I'm more casual at home. Being able to wear clothes properly is the most special favor I can give you. Brother, you said before that you could tolerate my flaws, but now you despise me so much. Men really are the kind of people who forget their promises as soon as they open their mouths."
"Your thing isn't even a defect, it's called... never mind."
Lin An found that reasoning with beautiful women was useless, so he chose to give in to his own loose promises.
I didn't look at the overly feminine Miyabi, but looked towards the room—
It has the same structure as Theresa's room, with two floors. There are warm sofas in the central hall, a huge glass window that almost takes up the entire wall in front, a dining room and a kitchen behind, a luxurious crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling, and luxurious Persian carpets covering the entire floor, exuding the atmosphere of money everywhere.
However, the atmosphere became increasingly chaotic: empty beer cans, used underwear, comic books, snack bags, and lipsticks were scattered all over the floor and tables, creating a very messy atmosphere.
It is indeed as Gong Ya confessed, she looks like an elegant and reliable beauty, but is a bit sloppy at home.
However, a smile appeared on Lin An's face.
He initially thought that Gong Ya's house was messy because garbage had been left there for half a year, with cigarette butts and half-eaten takeout boxes everywhere.
In fact, there were only clothes scattered around, personal belongings placed randomly, and only a dozen or so beer cans, which was within his acceptable range.
Miya's goddess charm hasn't diminished much.
"I promised to tolerate your flaws. Your flaws plus my ordinary habits are why I came to clean up the house."
Lin An rolled up his sleeves and began the slightly complicated housework.
Pick up the beer cans on the ground one by one and pack them in garbage bags.
I forced myself to resist the urge to take a sniff, sorted out the underwear on the floor that still smelled fragrant, put them into the washing machine, and turned on the gentle wash mode.
The comic books were gathered in a corner of the bookshelf, the snack bags were thrown into the trash can, and the lipsticks were carefully placed back on the dressing table to ensure that they would not be thrown around again.
Also, put your belongings in the right categories, throw useless garbage into the trash can, and put the discarded clothes back into the closet or take them for washing according to their types...
After working for more than three hours, I finally tidied up the cushions on the sofa, making the entire living room look neat and tidy, and finally completed the housework.
"Come on, brother, you did a great job."
Looking at Lin An who looked a little tired, Gong Ya, who had been lying on the sofa reading comics without helping, put her arms around his neck and leaned back into the sofa.
"Sister will give you a comfortable lap pillow as a reward."
She rested his head on her soft thighs again and looked at him with a gentle smile.
Lin An hesitated for a moment, then rested his head on her thighs without resistance. The back of his neck immediately felt surprisingly soft, and his mouth and nose could smell a pleasant fragrance. It was indeed very comfortable, making him feel sleepy.
He was sleepy and wanted to take a nap, but his current position was not very comfortable.
He turned his head slightly, trying to find a more comfortable pillow position, and then he became stupid again.
The image of black and white, with no hair beside the black lace pattern in the right perspective, flashed into his mind. He was stunned for another half second before he became excited. He quickly stood up from his lap, his face flushed and hot. "I should probably go back."
"We agreed to stay overnight." Gong Ya held his hand reluctantly.
Lin An sighed softly, calming down his previous excitement, and asked, "Are you sure nothing exciting will happen tonight?"
"Trust me, nothing like what you think will happen. Just sit here and read comic books or play games while I go cook."
Gong Ya walked into the kitchen in the same outfit.
Lin An was a little worried about Gong Ya, so he followed her into the kitchen. He saw her skillfully take out small pieces of pork belly from the refrigerator, turn on the stove and roast the pork belly until it turned dark red, then add onions, kelp and yellow mustard and start to simmer.
Knowing that she knew how to cook and was not a cooking killer who didn't even know how to put the pot in the pot before cooking, he went back to the sofa in the living room to rest.
In half an hour, three dishes were served.
"Pork belly cooked with yellow mustard sauce, avocado and cucumber salad, and grilled beef tongue. I'm not very good at cooking, but these three dishes are my best. If you say they're not delicious, I'll cry."
Gong Ya sat next to Lin An, her beautiful big eyes already misty.
"I am easy to feed. There is no bad food in my mouth." Lin An is never picky about food.
"First, let's have a bite of the braised pork belly."
Gong Ya picked up a piece of pork belly with a spoon that had a few yellow mustard grains on the surface, put it in her mouth and blew gently, and then put it into Lin An's mouth when she felt it was no longer hot.
Lin An chewed it a few times and found that the pork belly had not been greasy at all after being slow-cooked. The onions were melted on the surface, making it soft and sticky with a sweet taste. Then, the slightly spicy taste of the yellow mustard grains that he felt slowly awakened his taste buds.
Hey, this isn't about not being good at cooking, it's clear that she's good enough to open a restaurant.
After swallowing it, Lin An praised it highly: "It's delicious. It's a good dish that can cure children's anorexia."
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