Ling Ye picked up the trash can and prepared to move it to Xiangyi's feet, but his movements froze in mid-air.

...Fuck!

This man is even better than any other quick traveler on a love mission he has seen!

Qin Wanyan's eyes were full of disbelief.

Why is this man who is so unattainable to her so nice to Xiangyi? !

She should be the chosen one.

Tian Zhi, on the other hand, had an uncle-like smile on his face, as if he was leading the way in supporting the couple from a close distance.

…

Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, indicating that it was dirty.

Shi Sui said, "It's okay, I'll just wash my hands later."

His words seemed to have a bewitching power, and Xiangyi unconsciously spat the pickled pepper into the man's palm.

The clear palm lines were stained with food residue.

The person who was originally a mysophobe remained calm at this moment, with a gentle and springy look in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Untimely CP fans shouted: [Oh my god, I hit it again!!!]

Xiangyi felt like she was soaked in a jar of honey water, sweet and warm. Her little face no longer had the same calm and composed expression as usual, but now she was smiling brightly.

Very girlish.

Ling Ye watched the little interaction between the two, and a hint of longing flashed across the depths of his eyes.

Not everyone is willing to fast travel to complete tasks.

Fighting, intrigue, separation of life and death... In one world after another, it seems that there is no chance to even breathe.

No matter how deep the friendship is, it will vanish into thin air when you reach the next world.

The more memories, the more painful it is.

Ling Ye's desire to stay in this world became stronger and stronger.

Xiangyi has a fatal attraction to him. It is not just the feeling between men and women, but also a sense of belonging like a baby bird returning to its nest.

He could feel that he was jealous of Shi Sui.

Ling Ye coughed twice and raised his hand to serve the pickled fish, but due to his absent-mindedness, he accidentally knocked over the sky-blue soup bowl!

In an instant, the fish slices and pickled cabbage all spilled out, and the soup flowed down the table.

Ling Ye was rarely in such an embarrassing situation. He nervously used a tissue to wipe the table, but the tissue was soon used up. In a moment of desperation, he was about to wipe it with the hem of his clothes, but was stopped by Xiangyi.

The young man raised his eyes, a layer of mist in his amber eyes: "Sister..."

Xiangyi: "Sit still, I'll get the rag."

While she was taking the rag, Ling Ye felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He was rarely afraid of anything, but now, he was a little scared.

He was afraid that Xiangyi would scold him.

However, Xiangyi just brought over a few rags and gave one to Shi Sui.

Shi Sui wiped the table skillfully, and it was obvious that he did a lot of housework on a regular basis.

Xiangyi handed another rag to Ling Ye: "Here, wipe your hands."

Ling Ye waited anxiously for her next words. After waiting for a long time, he only heard one sentence: "What's wrong? Did you get burned?"

"..." Ling Ye couldn't accurately describe his feelings at that moment. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I knocked over the food."

"Anyone can make this kind of mistake." The girl wiped the place where Shi Sui had wiped it again, "\bAnd there's still some in the pot, can you get another bowl?"

Qin Wanyan retorted: "Xiangyi, Ling Ye's hands are used to play the guqin and piano. How can you let his hands do such vulgar work..."

She thought she had touched Ling Ye's heart.

The next second, Ling Ye said without thinking: "I can do it!" After that, he glanced at Qin Wanyan and said, "A man's hands can do anything!!"

Qin Wanyan: ?????