Rebirth of the tea art man

Outside Song Yi's living room, there is a large balcony.

In addition to the drying rack, there is also a sink on the side, and a washing machine is placed underneath.

It is estimated that when it was renovated back then, the ideas of the rural era were left to some extent, even the cement washboard.

"If you have any other clothes to wash, take them out!"

Lin Cheng sat on the square stool, rubbing his clothes with his hands, all of them were women's clothes.

From dresses, suspenders, to jeans, capri pants, and mini skirts.

This girl who lives alone at home all year round can only cook instant noodles, fried eggs, and boiled water, but she can't even do laundry.

Once the washing machine broke down, she could only put it on the table, staring blankly.

no way!

A good man is me, I am Lin Xiaocheng!

In her previous life, she also lived alone all year round, but Lin Cheng, who could cook, wash, and sweep the floor, was proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, so he had to wash each piece of clothing for her by himself.

"Did you really buy the house next door?"

Song Yi tidied up the room and found a few pairs of unwashed socks.

But one is black and one is white, one is long and the other is short, seven or eight socks just can't make a complete two pairs.

"All the money has been paid, and the couple have moved away. How can there be a fake?"

Lin Cheng poured out a pile of washing powder in a swish.

He does nothing else when washing clothes, he just washes more clothes, and pouring more can always wash them clean.

"What are you doing?"

"A house here costs more than 100 million yuan. Why spend so much money?"

Can't you stay at my house?

Song Yi was embarrassed to say the last sentence.

"of course……"

"To get closer to you!"

After Lin Cheng finished washing a few pairs of socks, his back was drenched from exhaustion.

The summer in Beiyang is really too hot.

When the weather is fine in April, the highest temperature can soar to 4 degrees to 32 degrees.

It's June now, and the temperature...

Tsk tsk, maybe even 40 degrees.

It's just that the weather forecast didn't report it to you, and the highest display is still 35 degrees.

But if you bare your arms, walk around the street twice, and dry them in the sun, your arms will peel off from the sun.

"Are you stupid?"

"Beiyang is so big, is it necessary to buy a house?"

"I'm just riding a bicycle, and I can get to your house in a few minutes. You can come to my house faster by riding a battery car."

"More than 100 million, are you sick?"

Song Yi was talking, his eyes were red.

There is a person who spent more than 100 million to buy a house opposite her house just to be closer to her.

This generosity and grandeur, not to mention a young girl who just graduated from high school, even the old Bichi who loves green tea and worships money, will be so moved at this moment that she has completely fallen.

But at this moment, Lin Cheng was still sweating profusely, washing the dirty clothes for her one by one, not afraid of being dirty or tired.

When she said "the washing machine is broken", he transformed into Kudo Shinichi and became a humanoid washing machine.

"Yes, I have!"

"I like you so much that there is no cure for my heart disease!"

After wringing out the last sock, Lin Cheng clapped his hands.

As if nothing had happened, it seems that there is still something left to say.

That's what men do!

If you are asked to pour the bath water of a big man who picks his feet, you definitely don't want to.

However, if you were asked to pour sister Widow's bath water, maybe you would want another cup.

"you……"

"Humph!"

Song Yi turned his head away, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

Today, she was wearing a loose white home suspender, her long hair was casually tied into a side ponytail, she looked like a young lady from the neighbor's house.

And he...

His hands were wearing rubber gloves, and a white old man's vest was soaked to the back.

The shirtless arms had well-defined muscles, and the veins bulged out under the exertion.

This is the muscular neighbor whose husband is not at home and kindly comes to fix the plumbing?

It smells like that!

"Do you have any other clothes?"

"Hurry up, take them all out, I'll wash them all for you!"

I don't know if Song Yijia's washing powder has added computer accessories, or added succubus additives to the clothes. The more Lin Cheng washes, the more energetic he becomes, and he is a little addicted.

"No, no more!"

Song Yi blushed and would not lie at all.

"there is none left?"

"Could it be that you are always in a vacuum?"

Lin Cheng looked at her clothes, and it didn't look like it!

"vacuum?"

She tilted her head, bewildered.

"vacuum!"

Lin Cheng pulled up his collar and fanned the wind.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

Four seconds!

Five seconds!

She understands!

"Those... No, you don't need to wash them, I will wash them myself."

The pure and lovely girl suddenly blushed, lowered her head and defended helplessly.

That look is so charming!

"Okay, okay, I've washed out two basins, not bad for yours."

"Besides, if you don't change your underwear and underwear frequently, you will get sick!"

Before she could say anything, Lin Cheng walked into the bedroom familiarly, and dug out the pile of changed underwear.

"It's done!"

Half an hour later, Lin Cheng looked at the clothes drying one by one on the drying rack, like a parent watching their children grow up, smiling in relief.

Small broken flowers, blue and white grid, lace, pure white, ribbon bow...

There are quite a lot of tricks!

However, it is really cute!

"You can try these two later. My dad bought them before, and I haven't worn them for a long time."

Song Yi dug out some men's clothing from his parents' master bedroom.

It's a light blue shirt and a pair of dark blue summer shorts.

"Why change?"

Lin Cheng asked strangely.

"Take a shower!"

"You smell like sweat, it smells so bad, go take a shower!"

Song Yi pushed him all the way into the bathroom.

"Hurry up and wash it, I will wash it later!"

With a bang, he closed the door with his backhand and leaned his back against the door.

"Let's go together then!"

"Save water and electricity, and I can even rub your back!"

There was a serious hooligan voice from inside the door.

"Do, do, do...dream!"

"I won't be with you...wash, wash, take a bath!"

With a swipe, her face flushed so red that it burned hot.

However, in the bathroom inside the back door, the sound of Lin Cheng's splashing water kept coming from taking a bath, which made her imagination run wild unconsciously.

No matter how hard I tried to contain it, to get rid of those messy, blushing and heart-pounding pictures, I thought more and thought more clearly.

"Pervert, villain, hooligan, pervert..."

Song Yi leaned back against the bathroom door and cursed all the words he could think of.

In the end, she blushed and muttered softly, "Why did I just fall in love with you?"

"Washed!"

Lin Cheng opened the door and stood in front of her openly.

After a few seconds of embarrassment.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut by her.

"You should come out after you are dressed!"

Song Yi covered his eyes, but quietly leaked a crack.

With the comparison of reality, the picture in my mind is more real!

"The clothes are all in the living room. If you don't give them to me, how can I wear them?"

Lin Cheng knocked on the door with awe-inspiring justice.

Song Yi: "..."

"Wait!"

Soon, the bathroom door quietly opened a gap.

She turned her head away, turned her back to the bathroom door, and tried her best to pass the clothes in with her left hand.

"All right!"

"Is it possible to come out now?"

Lin Cheng got dressed.

A light blue long-sleeved shirt, paired with a pair of dark blue summer shorts, was somewhat out of place on a teenager.

"good!"

Song Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"It's time to replace you!"

Lin Cheng sat down at the door of the bathroom, resting his chin in one hand and smiling all over his face.

"No peeking!"

As soon as she closed the door, she opened the crack again, poking out a small head, "Eavesdropping is not allowed!"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"I can't hear and I can't see!"

Lin Cheng closed his eyes and covered his ears, he was a gentleman.

"It's useless to pretend!"

Click!

Song Yi backhandedly locked the bathroom door, completely cutting off Lin Cheng's last hope.

"mean!"

Lin Cheng cursed secretly, and had no choice but to go to the living room to watch TV.

After clicking the remote control a few times, it happened to switch to the blue station.

On the TV, a program about this year's college entrance examination is being broadcast, and the protagonist of the program is himself who was impassioned at the college entrance examination mobilization meeting in Beiyang Middle School.

Even the later song "The Lonely Brave" was played on the TV station.

When Song Yi came out of the shower, Lin Cheng's face was already flushed, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to bump his head on her chest to death.

Why is it that I have such a second disease?

This can all become black history!

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