Because of their last quarrel, Mrs. Chen had been taking several days off, and the cleaning work at home naturally fell on Ling Yiren's shoulders. Qin Haoran stood in the kitchen with concentration. In addition to three meals a day and afternoon tea and supper, Ling Yiren's weight has been uncontrollable recently.

After Ling Yiren took over the cleaning burden, he realized that Chen Sao was not easy. Qin Haoran was nicknamed for hygiene. Finally, he understood why his assistant gave him such a perverted nickname. Even though she worked as a nurse, she usually had extremely strict requirements on hygiene, but his pickiness was not something that ordinary people could bear. After Ling Yiren wiped the same table three times, she deeply admired Chen Sao's strength.

Qin Haoran, who was happy in the kitchen, certainly didn't know Ling Yiren's resentment at this time, and prepared today's lunch leisurely. During these days when Mrs. Chen was away, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of the two people's world more.

He cooks and cleanses her, and he waters her flowers and washes her. The feeling of home may be this kind of plain happiness.

After cleaning the living room, Ling Yiren was so tired that she couldn't straighten her waist. The floor was so bright that she could show a shadow. If he dared to pick on her, he would go on strike and let him, the culprit, take all the housework alone.

"It's time to eat."

What kind of festival is today? It would be a waste for two people to eat such a large table of dishes.

Seeing her standing still, Qin Haoran urged, "Wash your hands quickly, why are you standing stupidly?"

Ling Yiren scratched her head, "It is easy to waste if you can't finish it. Would it be too luxurious to make such a table of dishes?"

I was in a good mood and poured a basin of cold water by her words. There were only five dishes in total. There were many soups in a pot. Qin Haoran looked at the dishes on the table and said, "I'll eat."

Why did he hear a little disappointed feeling in his tone? Ling Yiren didn't want to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

ah!

Qin Haoran's scream came from the kitchen, and Ling Yiren nervously turned off the faucet, "What's wrong?"

"My handkerchief fell to the ground. The storage cabinet at the bottom of the wardrobe was my handkerchief box. Please help me get one."

When a man who is obsessed with cleanliness looks for handkerchiefs in daily life, Ling Yiren pulled out the drawer, and a whole box of various handkerchiefs, it was indeed Qin Haoran's style.

I accidentally found a woman wandering at the door on the surveillance camera on the tablet. She dared to come to the door in broad daylight. Ling Yiren rushed out and opened the door.

It doesn't look like a courier delivery person. She exudes a natural ladylike temperament. Although she is old, she has a beautiful face and exquisite dress, which instantly dispels Ling Yiren's idea that she is a man in black.

"Who are you?"

The lady was also a little surprised when she saw her, but she quickly changed into a smile, "Hello, I'll look for Qin Haoran."

Hearing her anxious footsteps and the sound of opening the door, Qin Haoran rushed out before he could put down the spatula and broke her body, "What's wrong?"

He was shocked and couldn't stand it. Ling Yiren quietly stepped aside, "This lady is looking for you."

Qin Haoran immediately collapsed when he saw the person coming, "Why are you here?"

"Ran'er, what's wrong with your legs?" Lanzhi's focus fell on his crutch.

Qin Haoran avoided her concerned hand, "A little injury, it's okay."

"Ran'er, happy birthday." The woman said as she stepped forward intimately to hug Qin Haoran, but he avoided it.

"Thank you." Qin Haoran's voice was cold and he couldn't hear the joy.

Although I don’t know what their relationship is, the scene was once awkward. Ling Yiren has regarded the relationship with Ximian as a habit. "It’s quite cold at the door, why don’t you come in first?"

The noble lady didn't move, but just looked at Qin Haoran silently, paused for a while, and Ling Yiren felt that the air around her was so cold that it was too cold.

Ling Yiren quietly pulled Qin Haoran's neck of clothes, and he suddenly turned his head and glared at her, "Come in."

He went into the kitchen without saying a word, and the guy just left the guest in the house?

The corner of the shirt was already an invasion for him. Not only was he not annoyed, but he was used to it, which meant that he was special to this girl. Lanzhi nodded to Ling Yiren, "Thank you."

The lady naturally handed the cake to her. Ling Yiren took the cake in surprise and gave it to Qin Haoran. Who knew that he didn't even look at it, so she had to silently put the cake on the dining table.

When a guest came to his home, Qin Haoran, as the male host, refused to show his face. Ling Yiren, who was not the female host, had to take on the job of picking up customers. Can she ask for an additional award for outstanding employees?

Ling Yiren took the noble lady to the sofa, but didn't know what to say, so she had to serve tea respectfully.

In the future, she will be a virtuous wife. Lanzhi patted the seat beside her and said, "Thank you, you can sit down too."

Qin Haoran kept hiding from the kitchen, and she couldn't let the guests stay by themselves, so she gritted the bullet and sat down with her.

Lanzhi looked at the girl beside her carefully. She was not a stunning beauty, but she was very attractive and had a good temperament. She still believed Ran'er's eyes, "My name is Lanzhi, Ran'er's mother, what's your name?"

I never expected that they were mother and son. Ling Yiren was stunned for a few seconds. That was her financial owner's financial owner, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Ling Yiren."

"The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water, which is very consistent with your temperament."

"Thank you." Ling Yiren was restless, her heartbeat so fast that she felt like she was about to explode.

Seeing her nervousness, Lanzhi smiled and touched her head, "Child, don't be nervous, I'm not a bad mother-in-law."

Mother-in-law? Ling Yiren quickly shook her head, "I am not your daughter-in-law, I am just Qin Haoran's caregiver!"

"Careman?"

“Yes, family nurse.”

Lanzhi suddenly stood up, Ling Yiren was very frightened, what's wrong with the nurse?

Following her gaze, Ling Yiren felt that she was so passionate that she was just looking at her son.

"Have a meal."

Qin Haoran, who was standing far away, shouted here, the mother-son relationship seemed to be very intimate!

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