Chapter 424

After a meal, most of the food on the table goes into the stomach of the northern night. Fortunately, Mingke has a small appetite. Otherwise, it would be strange that he would not starve to death if he ate with such a big stomach king.

Leaning back on the back of the chair, she took a paper towel to wipe the oil stains on her lips. Beiming night just looked at her and opened her thin lips slightly: "come on, what do you want me to do with such warm service?"

Mingke bit his lip, but he didn't expect that he was so careful that he could see it. Or did he say that he was too bad to him at ordinary times, so cooking him a meal could be regarded as gallant?

As she cleaned up the leftovers on the table, she peeked at him and whispered, "school will start next week. I I'm afraid... "

"Are you afraid your family will ask where Mingshan has gone?" He picked his eyebrows and noticed the look on her face.

Mingke took a deep breath and finally nodded: "although she made a mistake and I don't like her sister any more, anyway, she is a member of the family. She will go to school next Monday. My father will definitely ask about it. What's more, you said that it doesn't affect the family, it's better to Let her come back. "

"She's on the island." He hummed, stood up, and rolled up his sleeve to clean up the dishes with her.

Mingke was startled. His small hand fell on his big palm and pushed it gently: "you don't need it. It's greasy. It will make your clothes dirty."

"Didn't you cook the rice last time? Did I wash the dishes?" He didn't like it at all. He piled up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Mingke busily picked up the rest of the things on the table and hurriedly chased in: "I really don't need you, sir. Just sit outside."

He was glad to mention that he washed the bowls last time on the yacht, but he broke a few bowls after using them. In the end, what remained was white jade chopsticks that could not be broken. She didn't dare to let such a big man clean up.

"Sir..."

With a clang sound, it seemed to be in response to the scene. Before she could stop it, a white porcelain plate had fallen to the ground and broke into pieces.

Holding a cloth stained with detergent, Beiming night looks back at her and stands there with an innocent face: "it slipped down from my hand."

"I know it's too disobedient to slide down on its own." Mingke walked over, grabbed the cloth from his hand, threw it aside, took his hand stained with detergent, put it under the tap, and cleaned it carefully: "the things in the kitchen only listen to women's words, you'd better go out and read the newspaper."

"I want to help you." He really didn't think about anything. He just felt a little pity when he saw her busy in the kitchen for so long. He wanted to do something for her. Otherwise, one day, she would complain that he didn't do any work at home.

Mingke felt warm in his heart. After washing his hands, he took down the towel hanging on the wall and dried the water on it. Then he looked up at him and said with a smile, "didn't you say that men's battlefield is in career? You are responsible for making money and supporting your family. "

The northern night's eyes twinkled.

Does she really think so? Making money to support his family made him feel comfortable.

Mingke was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he had said. As soon as his face turned red, he did not dare to say any more. What's not home? Where's home with him?

Turn around and pick up the broom to sweep the debris on the ground together, but Beiming night has already taken the dustpan from the corner, bending down the tall body to press the dustpan on the ground.

He wanted to help. He really wanted to help her. Although he was a little clumsy, he could at least see that he was serious.

Mingke picked up the broom and swept things into the dustpan, then pointed to the garbage can in the corner: "just pour it into the garbage can."

Beiming night went over and dumped everything in the garbage can accurately, then looked back at her: "what can I do for you?"

"You go out and have a rest. I don't need your help here." She shook her head.

"Well, then I'll go and get my spirits up and wait for you to come out." Give her a deep look, he turned and went out.

When he was in the kitchen, it was too crowded. As soon as he went out, the whole kitchen felt much more empty. With such a big body, it really felt like peace keeping when he was crowded in the kitchen.

Mingke looks down at the dishes in the basin. He thinks about Mingshan. Later, he will ask him. After thinking about it, he picks up the rag he left behind and cleans it up.

When he came out, he saw that the dirty desk had been polished bright and clean. Looking at him again, he leaned against the window and tapped on the windowsill with his long finger. It was obvious that he was addicted to smoking again.

However, he didn't have anything in his hand, and he wasn't smoking. As for the cloth that was just on the table, he threw it into the garbage can.

She rubbed the corner of her eyebrows, went to the dustbin and picked up the cloth.

Seeing her action, the northern night frowned and said, "it's dirty."

"Can you keep the tablecloth clean?" Mingke really felt helpless. He didn't know anything about housework. He thought the tablecloth was disposable. Would anyone waste it like him?"Go wash it and it'll be clean." Then she picked up the tablecloth and went back to the kitchen.

Beimingye stares at her slender figure, watching her go in and out, until she wipes her hands clean, goes to the wardrobe and takes out a set of pajamas, and his eyes suddenly catch the excited light.

"Are you tired today?" He asked.

Ming Ke, who was about to walk to the bathroom, stopped and looked back at him. He looked puzzled and nodded his head half loud. "It's really tired."

Is he willing to let her go as long as she is tired? But is he that good?

Beiming night came to her, snatched the pajamas from her hand, and happily preached: "since you are tired, I will help you take a bath."

The confusion of Mingke's eyes gradually gathered into fright. Two seconds later, she grabbed his pajamas and rushed to the bathroom.

The bathroom door slammed shut, and it was clear that she had locked it.

This little girl As for panic like this? They are all his people, and their skin is so thin!

He hummed again. He didn't taste the good fruit, so he could only go back to the window and look out.

As for Mingke, while taking a bath, he still thinks about what he said just now. Mingshan is on this island. What does he want her to do on this island?

Is it to let her accept hellish training, want to torture her in this way? But it's not torture for a person, is it?

What does he mean by having Mingshan brought here? She spent a day on the island with Gillian, but she didn't see Mingshan. Where is she now?