"Let me do it." Lu Ziheng's low voice sounded from behind, "your hands are not suitable for doing these."

"Well?" Shen Qinghuan was a little surprised, but for her, Lu Ziheng was an emotional instability, which made her a little unsure of what kind of emotion Lu Ziheng had for herself.

Her face is relatively thin, not very nice, take the initiative to ask a boy, if it is OK, but if it is not, it is not even ordinary friends are not able to do.

"Your hands are suitable for playing cello." Lu Ziheng heard Shen Qinghuan's solo in the music restaurant. Although he didn't know the famous music, she played the cello very well. "It's not suitable to do these rough jobs." If he married her, she didn't have to do any housework. She could be a fairy all her life.

Shen Qinghuan blushed, and his voice was very light: "in fact, I'm not as angry as you think."

Even in a previous life, even growing up in such an excellent family, Shen Qinghuan did not become the kind of daughter who can't do anything because of the existence of Yan Ruyu. On the contrary, as the only daughter in the family, she has a wider level of thinking than her peers. Although Shen Haotian is used to her, she is not blindly doting on her. Every emotion has its own scale, just like everything in the world has its own established rules.

Shen Qinghuan showed a quiet smile to Lu Ziheng: "when my mother is not at home, I will help my father do housework together."

Lu Ziheng's eyes are fixed on Shen Qinghuan.

He felt vaguely as if the girl in front of him was not what he remembered.

Something is changing and something seems to never change.

Lu Ziheng can't say such a feeling. He has rolled up his sleeves, white and long fingers. Even if he is stained with vegetable oil, it doesn't affect his appearance.

Shen Qinghuan froze in place for a while, unnaturally put the small hair behind his ears, "I'm serious, you don't look down on me, I really can do the dishes!"

Shen Qinghuan was flustered and poured a lot of detergent into the sink.

Lu Ziheng hooked his lips, took the dishcloth and looked at Shen Qinghuan meaningfully.

Cough.

He thinks he's really going to die.

"I don't believe it." Lu Ziheng's face was slightly hot. "I mean, I always believe in you."

Lu Ziheng accidentally ran into the faucet. The huge splash washed out of the white foam with detergent and splashed on two people.

"I'm sorry. I... "Lu Ziheng apologized. He just wanted to help Shen Qinghuan pat the foam on his body with his hand, but he saw the oil stains on his hand. Finally, he drew back his hand." you'd better... Go outside the kitchen and tidy up! "

Shen Qing Huan shook his head. This foam just needs to be struck lightly.

She insisted on washing dishes together, but Lu Ziheng was reluctant to let her hands touch water, extreme things will reverse, resulting in two people in the process of insisting on the bowl accidentally broken.

Liu Min, who is sitting in the living room watching TV, immediately stands up. Qin Hailong just cuts the fruit and asks her what to do when she gets up.

Liu Min said that she didn't know how far the two children had washed the dishes. She listened to how the dishes seemed to be broken.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the bowl is broken. The main reason is that she forgets that Shen Qinghuan must have never done these jobs at home. If someone gets hurt, she is a head teacher, so she is guilty.

Qin Muzhi naturally can't let Liu Min and Qin Hailong destroy his good brother's good deeds. He is blocking the way to the kitchen, pointing to the leading actor and heroine on the TV, trying to distract his parents.