Chapter 126 Who Washed the Clothes?

Yu Cheng looked at the empty restaurant and was stunned for a long time before he laughed out loud.

He had always been the one to cause trouble for his brother with all kinds of words, but he never expected that his brother would be so obviously emotional.

Yu Cheng thought about what Fu Yian had said and a smile appeared on his face.

Although his original intention was to use this woman to test his brother's hidden secrets, it was an unexpected surprise to see his brother's jealous look.

It seems that after doing something that pushed the boundaries, my brother seems to care less about other things.

Yu Cheng held his chin with one hand, ignored the food on the table, and stuffed the unfinished food in front of Fu Yian into his mouth.

The warm soup always felt a little more fragrant than the one in front of him. Yu Cheng finished it in two sips and got up to look for his brother.

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After Fu Yian came out of the restaurant, he sighed lightly, and the anger between his eyebrows disappeared, leaving a hint of helplessness.

I was too impulsive just now and shouldn't have said that.

He knew too well how Yu Cheng felt about him, and he shouldn't have said such willful words.

Fu Yian stood in the huge living room, looking back in the direction he came from, with hesitation in his eyes.

When Yu Cheng comes over later, I should explain it to him.

He didn't disbelieve Yu Cheng.

Fu Yian habitually touched his cell phone, only to find that he didn't have it with him.

He was worried about not checking the company news for a whole day, so he carefully recalled the memory of last night, and with his stiff body, he walked through the living room and walked towards the transparent sun room relying on his memory.

The mobile phone should be placed on the table in the sun room.

The sunroom here is an independent garden room. He didn't notice it last night, but found out when he walked over today. Although the whole room is made of glass, only the reflective side can be seen from the outside. Even if you get close to it, you can't see the scene inside.

Fu Yian felt inexplicably relieved.

Even though I knew in my heart that Yu Cheng would never do anything excessive, I still couldn't control my nervousness in that situation.

Fu Yian pushed open the translucent door, looked up and saw the mobile phone on the table.

He tried his best to ignore everything else in the room and stared only at the mobile phone on the table, then walked to the table without looking away.

No matter how careful Fu Yian was, he still stepped on something.

He lowered his head, his face flushed, and he quickly bent down to pick up the things.

After picking it up, Fu Yian suddenly froze, holding the thin cloth in his hand, not knowing where to put it.

The bedroom was cleaned up so quickly, why didn't I see Yu Cheng cleaning up here? !

Fu Yian held his cell phone in one hand and clutched his clothes with the other, looking a little helpless.

He looked down at the flowers in the room. After being cozy in the room all night, they had become a little wilted, but the fragrance was still strong.

The carpet was littered with clothes, and the cardboard box used to store documents had been squeezed into a mess last night. He even saw something that shouldn't be there on the green leaves.

Fu Yian: …

If I had known, I would not have agreed to Yu Cheng’s request last night.

He squatted down, blushing and wanted to tidy up the place, but the door of the sun room was pushed open again.

As soon as Yu Chenggang came out of the restaurant, he couldn't find his brother. After asking, he found out that Fu Yian was here.

I didn't expect that when I opened the door, I would see my brother half-kneeling on the ground packing clothes, with a piece of soft cloth grasped in his slender white fingers.

Yu Cheng's eyes darkened for a moment, with a helpless smile on the corner of his lips.

“Brother…”

Fu Yian raised his head and met Yu Cheng's gaze. He even forgot his previous anger and subconsciously hid the thing in his hand behind his back.

But this kind of action is more conspicuous.

Fu Yian coughed to calm himself down and said, "I'll get the phone."

Yu Cheng looked at his brother whose cheeks were about to turn red and stopped teasing him intentionally.

"I was planning to clean it up later."

This place is much messier than the bedroom, so he plans to clean it up himself.

Yu Cheng didn't want anyone to see anything about Fu Yian, not even his subordinates who would never tell anyone anything.

He walked up to Fu Yian and stretched out his arms to him: "Brother, get up. I'll clean it up."

Fu Yian still had his clothes in his hands. He looked at the fingers falling in front of him, hesitating about what to do.

Yu Cheng saw Fu Yian's embarrassment and laughed softly.

"Everything that brother is wearing was put on by me today, so why should I be ashamed about taking this off?"

He took the cloth from Fu Yi'an's hand, held Fu Yi'an's hand tightly and pulled him up.

After letting Fu Yian sit on the chair, Yu Cheng lowered his head and skillfully picked up the clothes on the floor and placed them on the table, then rolled up the messy carpet.

Yu Cheng also picked up the jasmine and put it aside.

Fu Yian sat on a chair and watched Yu Cheng's movements, with his hands on his knees, as well-behaved as a kindergarten kid.

A smile flashed in Yu Cheng's eyes.

Not long after, the room that was invisible just now instantly turned into a normal sun room.

Yu Cheng picked up the clothes on the table with one hand and walked out holding Fu Yian with the other.

Fu Yian looked at the clothes several times in secret, but couldn't help asking, "Do you want the servant to wash them?"

He was a little anxious: "I can wash it."

He simply couldn't imagine what others would think if they saw these things.

Yu Cheng teased him deliberately: "Of course the servant washed it. Does your brother know how to wash clothes?"

"No one lives here all the time, so there's no washing machine."

He knew that Yu Cheng was a real young master, the kind who had never been involved in sexual activities since childhood.

Not to mention washing clothes, he doesn't even know how to fold them. Although he doesn't throw his clothes around randomly, a pampered young master doesn't need to master the skill of tidying up clothes.

Fu Yian looked at the clothes, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "I will."

He can learn even if he doesn't know how to do it, and he definitely doesn't want others to see his clothes with these stains.

"oh--"

Yu Cheng dragged out the last word and deliberately said, "But before, when I was at home, my aunt cleaned a lot of things."

"Is there anything different?"

Fu Yian looked at Yu Cheng blankly.

This is different from what Yu Cheng said before!