In addition to cooking and necessary cleaning, there will be no outsiders in the main building. After dinner, no one will set foot in the main building without permission.

    It''s just him and her in the main building.

    She usually wears this after washing, and he was the only one who saw it at that time.

    After a while, Xia Yunshu brought a bowl of sober soup.

    She really asked aunt song to order the kitchen to prepare the sobering soup. Although aunt song, as a comprehensive housekeeper of Jinyuan, Qi Jing would order the kitchen to prepare the sobering soup every time she entertained outside, but this time, Xia Yunshu reminded her before she asked the kitchen.

    At that moment, aunt song had a feeling that Jinyuan had a hostess.

    Of course, aunt song is not a talkative person. With this feeling, she is also at ease and didn''t tell anyone.

    "Brother, sober up soup. You won''t have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."

    Qi Jing smiled and raised his hand.

    Moderate temperature, drink it in one mouthful.

    Xia Yunshu wants to put the bowl back, but Qi Jing doesn''t let her.

    Put the bowl on the tea table in front of me: "clean up later. Come and sit with me."

    As a person with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, Xia Yunshu hesitated to look at the empty bowl on the tea table.

    "Come here." Qi Jing held out his hand to her.

    Qi Jing also has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Even his obsessive-compulsive disorder is deeper than Xia Yunshu. It can be seen from the simple and orderly layout of the main building.

    But sometimes, these can be changed appropriately.

    Like now.

    The two have just confirmed their relationship. Qi Jing doesn''t think anything is more important than being alone.

    Xia Yunshu took a look at the empty bowl on the tea table, and then took a look at Qi Jing''s hand extended to her. Finally, she put her hand in his palm and sat down on his side.

    Let her lean against him.

    Take out the remote control and change the channel where the romantic drama is playing.

    But the TV is turned down.

    Where do they usually watch romantic dramas? This is the atmosphere at the moment.

    It''s better to enjoy being alone than watching TV.

    "Brother."

    Qi Jing looked down at her: "huh?"

    Xia Yunshu looked at him and smiled: "nothing, just suddenly want to shout you."

    In fact, she hasn''t been so relieved for too long. She feels a little untrue and can''t help shouting at him.

    Qi Jing stared at her, as if he suddenly remembered something. He hesitated and asked, "Shu Shu, did you really fall asleep just now?"

    Her mind is sensitive. Usually such people seldom sleep very heavily.

    The noise he made when he came back was not small. Even if she fell asleep, it was unreasonable that he hadn''t been awakened for so long.

    Now, did she really not wake up?

    Xia Yunshu''s attention was successfully diverted.

    Oh, found.

    She winked playfully, "what does your brother think?"

    Little girl is so cunning.

    It was a routine.

    However, knowing that she was deliberately following him, why did he seem happier?

    He held her hand in the palm of his hand, gently pinched her fingertips, looked at her and asked, "when did you start to have a bad heart for me?"

    Have a bad heart?

    There seems to be nothing wrong with that.

    She had a bad heart for him.

    But will she admit it?

    Of course not.

    The innocent said, "I don''t understand what my brother is talking about."

    Qi Jing raised his hand and gently pinched her baby''s fat face: "cunning."

    "It''s late. Go upstairs and go to bed. I smell like wine. Go take a bath and go to bed."

    "No, I don''t wash. I just want to sleep with the smell of my brother." He said he was busy getting up and jumping away, a few steps away from him.

    He smiled at him mischievously: "good night, brother."

    Before he could react, he turned and ran upstairs.

    Qi Jing looked at her back and rubbed her eyebrows.

    The little girl is just not responsible. It''s really love, anger and helplessness.

    After a while, Qi Jing sighed helplessly, got up and took the empty bowl on the tea table back to the kitchen. Then he went upstairs and went back to his room to wash and sleep.

    Let''s do it tonight. If the noise goes on, it''s him who suffers.

    It''s good to label the girl as him so soon. He can''t be too greedy.

    As for who started the routine, it doesn''t matter. What matters is the result.

    They said they were sleeping. In fact, they both tossed and turned and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

    Not alone.