"The day before they went home." He had already thought about it, "Let's go in the morning, climb the waterfall in the evening, and take you to a barbecue the next day, anyway, the equipment is complete."
"Why have you suddenly become so good?" She was very happy.
"It's always been so good." Mo Fan smiled, "You just didn't notice it."
Han Jiamei smiled. She was really happy, "I can finally stay in the wooden house for one night, will Su Lingling go?"
"What did she do?" Mo Fan turned his eyes, "I didn't plan to take her there. This is not a company benefit, but a benefit I give you."
"Okay." After hearing this, she felt inexplicably warmth in her heart, then her eyes closed and she continued to watch the show.
When the car was about to arrive in Tianyu Community, Mo Fan said to her, "You go back first, I want to go out to do something, and I will come back later."
"What's the matter?" she instinctively asked.
He said, "Things at work."
"Oh well."
He took her downstairs and watched her walk into the unit building Mo Fan before leaving.
When he went home in the apartment, Han Jiamei, who was afraid of heights, always dared not stand in the window and look down.
She walked into the master bedroom and saw the clothes he changed from taking a shower yesterday on the sofa. Did she forget to put the washing machine?
For his injury, she took her clothes and went to the washing machine.
He skillfully plugged the plug, put the clothes into the drum, placed two pieces of washing molds, and pressed the button, but the washing machine did not move and didn't even enter the water?
"Is it broken?" She was puzzled, checked it unprofessionally, pressed the start button again, and the washing machine still did not react at all.
Han Jiamei thought about it, found a basin, took out the clothes thrown inside, and took some hot water into the basin. She began to rub his clothes with both hands.
Han Jiamei is not very good at doing things. She has her aunt washed her clothes at home, so she has never even hung them.
There are too many laundry molds, and the basin is full of bubbles.
She washed it again and then washed it with clean water many times... She had soaked her hands in the water for a long time, and her fingertips had a little wrinkled skin.
Wrist the clothes and hang them on a hanger.
The entrance door opened and Mo Fan happened to come back.
Han Jiamei felt that her fingers were a little painful, and she lowered her eyes and took a closer look, "Oh, I've picked up a piece of skin!"
"What's wrong with you?" He walked quickly towards her, saw her fingers red, and looked closer and saw a piece of skin off!
He looked up at the dripping clothes that were hanging. He grabbed her wrist and took her to the sofa to sit down.
Han Jiamei saw him quickly took out the medicine box and took a bandaid as quickly as possible to tear it open.
Her eyes always fell on him. Although he didn't say anything, he felt very nervous.
He stared at him blankly as he helped her put a Band-Aid. His fingers were so beautiful, with clear joints and fairness. The gentle touch touched her heartstrings, making her chest slightly warm.
"Does it hurt?" Mo Fan raised his eyes and asked, "Did you wash it with your hands?"
"The washing machine is broken..." She looked at his frown brows and pursed her lips.
"How many times have you washed your hands before you could peel off your skin?" Mo Fan was very curious.
"Ten times...more than ten times?" She twitched her hand and sighed, "I have put too many laundry molds, all of them are bubbles. I have no experience for the first time."
Mo Fan was both funny and heartbroken, and he couldn't bear to talk about her again when she saw that she was like this.
He pressed down the clothes drying rack and pulled the newly dried clothes so that they would not wrinkle after being dried.
Han Jiamei felt a sense of frustration, and she couldn't even hang her clothes well.
Then Mo Fan entered the study and didn't come out again for a while. She probably thought he was busy with work.
She sat down on the sofa, picked up her phone to watch the show, without wearing headphones.
Mo Fan at the desk vaguely heard the sound. His eyebrows frowned slightly, got up and looked out, why are he watching the drama again?
I especially don’t want to see her staring at Zhang Linmo and smirking!