Xing Haodong was so pleased with the compliments that even though his expression remained normal, the temperature in his ears never dropped.
A good man should pamper his wife and not let her get tired.
Jiang Shasha watched from the side and was stunned from time to time.
This tall man not only brought his girlfriend to report, but also personally helped her make the bed and clean the place.
By the way, he also mopped the floor of the entire dormitory. How great!
Finally, he placed Jiang Mingxin's kettle, cup, and comb on the baffle, and the basin and shoes under the bed, arranging them neatly.
He also carefully took out the clothes hanger and helped her hang the towel on it.
Where did you find this man?
Jiang Mingxin sat on the side, feeling sweet in her heart, thinking that she had not misjudged the person.
Of course, this is also due to her initial training.
If she had agreed at the beginning, Xing Haodong would definitely not be as caring as he is now.
Soon, other students arrived one after another. The lower bunks were all occupied, so the latercomers had no choice but to choose the upper bunks.
Jiang Mingxin didn't plan to live here for a long time, so he consciously chose the upper bunk, but there were still too many people and too little porridge.
A girl who dressed quite fashionably was very unhappy when she found out that there was no lower bunk. She turned around and pulled her mother to whisper in her ear. Her mother seemed to be a doting daughter. Although she felt embarrassed, she still wanted to help her daughter solve the problem.
She looked around and walked towards Jiang Shasha.
"Classmate, I'm so sorry, my daughter is a bit of a sleeper, and she might fall off the top bunk. Could you please switch with her?"
Jiang Shasha raised her head, feeling a little overwhelmed.
Just by looking at their clothes, she felt she couldn't afford to offend them.
But remembering what Jiang Mingxin had just said to her, she didn't know where she got the courage from, and refused: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I don't sleep well either. I fell off the upper bunk when I was in high school, so..."
The girl who had an opinion immediately muttered unhappily: "You country bumpkin, why do you have to sleep on the lower bunk?"
Jiang Mingxin was displeased when he heard this. "Who made the rule of hierarchy? Just because you live in a big city means you're entitled to sleep on the lower bunk? My friend, your ideological awareness is really too low. It's only been a few years since the great leader Chairman Mao passed away!"
Hearing her words, Xing Haodong couldn't help but curl his lips.
This clever guy actually learned his tricks.
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