Lin Gantang returned to the room, put away the things he bought, and threw the remaining new clothes into the washing machine.

Aunt Zhang had taken a break from get off work, so Lin Gantang didn't bother her and hung out the washed clothes himself.

Jiang Tongtong, who was wandering around to eat after eating too much, noticed it and came over to take a look: "The clothes are quite big, are you a man?"

"I said it's oversize boyfriend style, do you believe it?" Lin Gantang hung up a close-fitting gown.

Jiang Tongtong nodded repeatedly: "Xin, it's very comfortable to wear. I often wear Zhaonan's."

"Yeah, it's very relaxed and comfortable, isn't it?" Lin Gantang was amused.

Jiang Tongtong estimated the length of the pants in her hand and his eyes widened: "Are you lying to me? You can't fit into these pants."

Lin Gantang laughed, and Jiang Tongtong knew that he had been deceived by her and gave her a soft look.

"Dad's legs are not that long." Jiang Tongtong said curiously, "Did you buy it for Wen Yanqing? Did you wash it for him before giving it to him? Tangtang, you are so considerate!"

"Put it here for later use," Lin Gantang said.

"No wonder." Jiang Tongtong didn't know what he thought of, but he was happy: "I think dad listens to Wen Yanqing's words. It would be great if he could live here in the future. Someone can control dad's eating meat and smoking."

"Let Yan Qing marry you?" Lin Gantang said, "Little cutie, you have a lot of ideas."

"What are you thinking?" Father Lin's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and he came over: "What are you two talking about here at night?"

Lin Gantang suddenly felt that the underwear in his hand was a little hot, so he quickly put it back and covered it with his pajamas.

"I heard what you said about getting married?" Lin's father stood with his hands behind his hands and asked Lin Gantang: "What's so bad about Yan Qing that you want to break up with him? You have your brother at home and don't need you to find a son-in-law. What are you thinking about every day?

Woolen cloth!"

"You're thinking too much, right? Who said we were going to break up?" Lin Gantang corrected: "Just now we were clearly talking about Wen Yanqing getting married."

Father Lin scolded her: "You're thinking shit!"

Lin Gantang:……

It's unfair, I didn't.

"Can't you wait until the clothes are washed tomorrow? It's so cold at night, you guys should go back to your room and go to sleep." Father Lin urged, and suddenly remembered and asked, "By the way, whose clothes belong to them?"

Lin Gantang: "It belongs to your son."

Father Lin said oh and left.

Jiang Tongtong covered his mouth and snickered.

The next day, when the clothes were dried, Lin Gantang folded them and put them in her closet. It was almost time before she set off to the bookstore.

The black cat was isolated for three days. The old employee cat became familiar with the smell of its new companion, and Lin Gantang released it.

Wuwu likes the cat climbing frame and can squat on it for a long time without moving.

Lin Gantang recorded Wuwu's back, which looked like an ornament, and the hanging tail swayed like a pendulum, which was very cute, and then matched the video with the most popular music suitable for it.

[Where can I buy such cat ornaments?]

[I went there on Sunday. The bookstore was very nice. I recommend checking in.]

[You actually only look at cats? Don’t you know that the lady in the store is super nice?]

[Laughing to death, her home is a bookstore, shouldn’t what you are reading be books? (laughing and crying)]

Che Qin didn't come for several days. Lin Gantang asked her. She said she had been a little busy recently and didn't expect to see her in the bookstore today.

Che Qin was dressed beautifully, with light makeup, and the necklace outside her thick sweater shone brightly.

But her thoughts were heavy and she was not as happy as before.
Chapter completed!