Chapter 221

Zhongmingwei's heart just fell to the ground. He reached out to close the window. Maybe it was too strong to open the window just now. One of the windows was broken off by zhongmingwei. At this time, it was not easy to close. The cold wind outside was pouring in. Zhongmingwei searched for a small piece of firewood and blocked the gap, which finally closed the window.

Now I put on my clothes, and Zhong Mingwei helped the Kang edge down the Kang, and skillfully lit the fire. It happened that ah Chou came in with water, shivering and shouting cold, and scooped a few spoons of water into the pot at the same time.

"Come and bake the fire," said Zhong Mingwei, looking at ah Chou's red face. He was so distressed that he pulled ah Chou to his face and sat down, rubbing his cold hand and frowning. "How can it be so cold? Don't get frostbite. "

"No, I never get frostbite," said ah Chou proudly. "Once upon a time, in the clothing washing Bureau, in winter, other palace maids cried bitterly. On a cold day, they both had frostbite on their hands and had to wash their clothes, but I never had frostbite. Hey, am I serious?"

Where is it?

Zhong Mingwei looked at those black eyes. His heart was going to hurt. He rubbed ah Chou's hand and said softly, "bury a sweet potato in the oven?"

"Hey hey, Zhong Mingwei, why are you so understanding?" Ah Chou's eyes were bent with a smile, and his face to Zhong Mingwei was a crazy kiss.

……

Zhong Mingwei finally understood why ah Chou had to get up and clean before dawn. At this time, he watched ah Chou enter the bed, and the cat carefully swept the spider web in the corner of the wall.

"There needs cleaning, too?" Zhong Mingwei was puzzled. "What is there to clean?"

"Of course, you should clean it well. The cleaner it is, the better it is to clean it once a year." ah Chou continued to sweep the corner of the wall with his buttocks pouting, and continued to tell Zhong Mingwei without turning back. "You can clean up the Kang, and I will do the rest."

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei answered with a dull voice. He really couldn't help him. He couldn't help himself. He couldn't help himself. He couldn't help himself. He didn't say anything at the moment. He turned to fold the quilts. After folding the quilts, he folded their clothes neatly.

"What's the matter with you?" As soon as ah Chou got out of the bed, he looked at the neat quilts and clothes on the Kang. Then he was surprised, "when can you make such a good quilt?"

"I've been folding well, you know?" Zhong Mingwei can't hold his face.

Ah Chou smiled and didn't speak. Obviously, everything was silent. Zhong Mingwei's face suddenly became more ugly: "didn't I fold well?"

"What's the difference between a good stack and a good one? Do you want to spread out at night?" Ah Chou was kind enough to comfort him.

Zhong Mingwei was so coaxed by her that he became even more stuffy. He turned his head around while humming.

Ah Chou sat on the Kang and tried to cajole him. He didn't know that he saw a broken window at a glance. Then he exclaimed, "Zhong Mingwei, you have broken the window!"

Zhong Mingwei's body suddenly fell short and muttered, "just find someone to fix it. The window is not fit properly. It should have been repaired long ago. What are you shouting about?"

"Where to look for people now, it will be years later." Ah Chou said.

"That's good in the new year," Zhong Mingwei touched his nose, paused, turned his head to look at the spider web on ah Chou's hair, reached out to pull it down, and whispered, "haven't had a bath for a long time."

Ah Chou's face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head and said in a small voice, "today, I have to clean it up."

"Just clean the house, not ourselves?" Zhong Mingwei leaned over and kissed ah Chou's face. "You didn't let me touch you last night because you thought I was sweaty."

"Where is..." Ah Chou's face is so red and his voice is too small. "It's my sweat smell. I don't want to smoke you..."

"That's just right. Let's take a bath today," Zhong Mingwei said softly, smoothing ah Chou's hair and smiling. "Sprinkle some jasmine in the tub, and then we'll all be fragrant."

"That's not how Jasmine works..." Ah Chou pushed him, but at the same time he sheepishly said, "then go and boil the water, and I will clean up the house."

"Yes." Zhong Mingwei agrees with him. He kisses ah Chou's face again. Then he goes to the Kang to boil water.