Song Ci immediately silenced. At that moment, she felt that Xiao Yao was full of evil spirit, as if to devour her.
It made her fear instinctively.
It's not the aura of ordinary people.
At least we have to go through the killing to be so terrible.
Xiao Yao takes a look at Song Ci, but he is afraid. His eyes are like deer, clear and clear, which makes him feel upset.
As a result, both men resumed their silence.
Xiao Yao is packing up, Song Ci is staying,
"wait! The broken glass should be wrapped in waste paper, otherwise It will hurt the hands of sanitation workers. " Song Ci looks like Xiao Yao doesn't know how to do with Ben. He casually throws pieces of glass in the garbage can, which makes Song ci I can't help but show her kindness.
After all, the kinder a girl is, the more pity a boy will have.
Xiao Yao paused for a moment, and the dead duck said, "don't I know such a thing? I just forgot for a while
Song Ci was quiet for a while, looking at Xiao Yao's face and picking up rubbish under the sofa, he couldn't help laughing. This dull little brother is really cute.
She once again export remind, don't know how, there is no fear of emotion: "you are so wrong, you have to put the broom in, otherwise..."
"Come on!" Xiao Yao throws the broom away. Ah, I have such a bad temper.
Song Ci takes a silent look at the broom. Well, the girl who can manage the house, cook and clean is a kind of virtuous aura. She doesn't look like a bad woman.
Step by step, she will disguise herself and make a harmless appearance.
She picked up the broom and laughed at Xiao Yao, "then you want to have a rest." For Song Ci, what is easier to get information than to tidy up the room?
What kind of secret will be hidden in this room?
Xiao Yao cocks his legs and looks at the busy Song Ci. It's really nice to be the second eldest brother.
There is a woman who does housework so well. No wonder so many men marry.
The old house became quiet, only the sound of packing.
When Song Ci was concentrating on packing things, crossing them out and looking for secrets, Song Ci found that one of her eyes followed her leisurely.
Xiao Yao.
Song Ci soon understood that he was monitoring himself.
Xiao Yao is holding the upside down newspaper. Yu Guang glances at Song Ci. He is worried that his brother will be planted again.
……
When Ji Qianjun came back from the outside, he opened the door at any time. The whole person was shocked. The house was not stained with dust, and it was still shining. Was it to take care of people when it was so clean?
He suspected that the way he opened the door was wrong. He even closed it silently and opened it silently.
Finally, he admitted that this was his home. Tut Tut, I don't know when Xiao Yao had the skill to clean up the room.
Song Ci obediently stood aside, speechless, Xiaoyao full of complacency, a face "see how clean I clean up" expression.
Ji Qianjun took a look at Xiao Yao and turned directly to Song Ci: "it's a good job."
As soon as he knew, it must have been Song Ci who had sorted it out. How could Xiao Yao have such ability.
Tut Tut, Song Ci is just a tool for flattering people. I thought it was a simple and ordinary work.
Is it too condescending?
"Xiao Yao, go to the car and take down my shopping." Ji Qianjun glances at Xiao Yao. He has something to say to Song Ci.