Be a big head ghost, Qin! Dirty! Dirty.

She lazily lay on the sofa, then kicked his thigh with her foot, with the momentum of the head of the family, "Look at what day it is today, if you have the energy, go and clean the house."

Qin Mo: “…”

He looked at her with resentment, then resigned himself to his fate: "Yes, my dear wife." As he spoke, he deliberately tickled the soles of her feet.

Wen Xia quickly pulled it back, then sat up and pounced on him to tickle him, "Qin dog, you're dead."

The two of them started playing around on the sofa. Ten seconds later, the situation changed. Wen Xia grabbed the big hand that was reaching into her clothes and said, "Go clean it up."

Qin Mo got up reluctantly, but did not forget to ask for some benefits and touched her soft spot.

Wen Xia: “…”

Her face turned red.

Damn it.

She slapped him in anger.

Qin Mo, who was beaten, was in a good mood instead. After raising his eyebrows, he took the broom and swept the floor inside and outside.

Wen Xia didn't slack off either, and went to the bathroom to wash both of their clothes, well, not all, just their underwear.

Qin Mo stood at the door without anyone noticing, and said lazily with a bit of ruffian spirit, "Wife, wash your panties."

Wen Xia: “…”

She glared at him unhappily, "Qin dog, are you too idle to talk?"

Seeing her pouting angrily, Qin Mo couldn't help but lean in and kiss her, "Yeah, I'm so bored."

"Kiss, you won't be idle."

Wen Xia: “…”

This guy has no shame at all when he returns home.

Qin Mo lowered his head and rubbed her neck, kissed her collarbone a few times, leaving red marks before he went out to clean up contentedly.

In the past, the two of them would do a thorough cleaning once a week. Needless to say, they would divide the work and each do their own thing. It would take an hour or two to clean the house inside and out.

Qin Mo went out to take out the trash, and when he came back he saw his wife making instant noodles. He raised his eyebrows curiously, "Where is she hiding?"

My wife is scared of him throwing instant noodles at her, so she hides them after buying them.

It's probably like hiding "private money".

"I won't tell you." Wen Xia raised his chin and said proudly.

Qin Mo did not continue to ask. He reached out and took the instant noodles and gently threw them into the trash can. A little soup spilled out. "Go watch TV. The meal will be ready soon."

Wen Xia looked at the instant noodles in the trash can: "..."

She hit him twice on the chest and said angrily, "Pay me 4.5."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and kissed her, then kissed her several more times. "Is it enough? If not, kiss her a few more times."

Wen Xia: “…”

She squeezed out three words from her throat, "No need."

"Don't be polite, don't lose money." Qin Mo tilted his head slowly and said, "It's okay if you kiss me."

Wen Xia: “…”

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she opened her mouth and bit his cheek, then quickly squatted down, picked up the instant noodles from the trash can and left the kitchen.

Because it had just been cleaned, the trash can had a new bag on it, and the noodles hadn't spilled.

It’s still edible.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo: "..."

Fuck! He couldn't help laughing, looked at her on the sofa, then walked over and compromised, "Bring me a bucket too."

Wen Xia glanced at him, dug out a box of instant noodles from the corner of the sofa, handed him a bucket, and warned him worriedly: "Don't throw it away. I only eat one bucket a month."

Qin Mo was completely amused, his shoulders trembling constantly, and finally he said helplessly and lovingly: "Okay."

Of course not, it will be lost tomorrow.

…

the next day

Qin Mo went out for the second round of written test at eight o'clock. Wen Xia had tutoring at ten o'clock. Because she slept too late last night, she didn't get up until nine twenty.

When she was about to go out, she remembered something and went to check the sofa, but it was gone.

Her instant noodles were thrown away by Qin Gougou again.

“…”

Qin Mo received a message from his wife: Qin Mo, goodbye.

He knew why without much thought, as he had already mastered the technique: he went to the bun shop downstairs for breakfast and had already paid for it.

Wen Xia replied quickly: Hum

It was around three or four o'clock in the afternoon when the two of them returned home and sat on the sofa reading.

Suddenly Wen Xia received a call from Wen De.

"Dad, huh? You're downstairs?"

She looked at Qin Mo with wide eyes.

After hanging up the phone, she saw Qin Mo's things everywhere in the house. It was too late to clean them up. Her pupils widened, and then she looked at Qin Mo with a "sympathetic" look, "Qin dog, you're done, you're going to be beaten by your dad."

Qin Mo: “…”

Before they could take the next step, the doorbell rang.

Wen Xia: “…”

She forgot about Winder's "delayed report" and that being downstairs meant that she had gone upstairs and was almost there.

She went to open the door, "Dad."

Winder said "hmm", then looked at Qin Mo who was wearing pajamas. He frowned subconsciously but didn't ask anything.

Qin Mo said with gritted teeth: "Dad."

The two of them are engaged, so it's okay to call him dad.

Winder also said "hmm", then looked around. It was clean and tidy, with books on the coffee table.

Wen Xia shrank her neck guiltily, then quietly moved in front of Qin Mo.

Wend asked Qin Mo why he was here, why his things were in the house, and whether they were living together. It was already obvious.

He pursed his lips, "Didn't you go out to play?"

Wen Xia shook her head and said with a smile: "Dad, why didn't you tell me you came to see me?"

"We came here to talk about business and take a look," said Winder.

Wen Xia didn't believe that he was here to discuss business and just came to visit her. It would be more accurate to say that he came to see her and discuss business.

She took out a pair of new slippers from the cabinet and gave them to Wend, "Dad, I'll take you to eat hot pot tonight. There's a hot pot restaurant that's especially delicious."

After changing into slippers, Winder looked down and saw that the shoes were about the same size as his feet. They were obviously prepared for him. "Okay."

Wend will stay in City B for several days, which means Qin Mo has to go back to another home.

When your father-in-law didn’t see it, you should turn a blind eye. But if he saw it, you must never turn a blind eye.

He still has this awareness as a son-in-law.

Well, when he returned to the home he hadn't lived in for a long time, he realized that all his clothes were at his wife's house.

He went back again. Wen Xia opened the door and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"Give me a set of clothes." Qin Mo touched the tip of his nose.

Wen Xia: ...

She glanced him up and down, and somehow he looked a bit like her ex-husband who was kicked out of the house.

She couldn't help but cover her face and laughed, then made an "OK" gesture.

She glanced at Winder who was sitting on the sofa, then went back to the bedroom to get her clothes. When she came out, she met Winder's eyes, and she walked a little faster out of guilt.

After the door was closed, Wen Xia touched the tip of her nose to ease the atmosphere, "Dad, do you want some fruit? I'll go wash it."

"No need." Winder motioned for her to come over.

Wen Xia thought he was going to talk about Qin Mo, so she confessed, "Dad, we actually live together. He cooks delicious food."