Yang Jingxing arrived home just before six o'clock. He walked in quietly, but he stared at his girlfriend. He Peiyuan was really well-armed, wearing a hat, gloves and apron, and was dragging a vacuum cleaner out of the study. When she saw her boyfriend, she

stunned.

"What are you doing?" Yang Jingxing was completely panicked. He looked carefully and walked towards his girlfriend without changing his shoes.

He Peiyuan stood there, seeming a little nervous. When her boyfriend came closer and closer, the girl suddenly shouted: "I just wiped the floor!"

Yang Jingxing was so frightened that he jumped back to the entrance hall, kicked off his leather shoes and put on his slippers, then bent down to follow his girlfriend and put the leather shoes on the shoe rack, then turned around to settle the score with her, but his momentum was not as strong as before.

Enough.

Although her boyfriend was staring at her face to face, He Peiyuan was not afraid at all. She looked back: "What's wrong?" Her fingers wearing rubber gloves were gently stroking the switch of the vacuum cleaner, as if she was ready to shoot at any time.

Yang Jingxing looked at the house. It was clean before he went out in the morning, but now it is a bit spotless. The visible cabinets, tables and chairs are obviously abnormal, and the few small furnishings are much brighter. The sofa cleaning nozzle of the vacuum cleaner is still on

On the table.

He Peiyuan also followed her boyfriend's gaze and looked around: "...it's time to wash the curtains. You can ask someone to come tomorrow."

Yang Jingxing opened his hands and hugged his girlfriend gently.

He Peiyuan had enough time to react, but she didn't avoid it and even put her hand back a little.

Holding his girlfriend's thin shoulders gently and tightly, Yang Jingxing could feel the girl's slightly high body temperature and a little sweat on her neck. The smell emanating from the girl's body was light and natural, without shampoo or cream.

That kind of clarity and concreteness.

After being hugged for a while, He Peiyuan was still able to verbally express her dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing stepped back and looked into his girlfriend's eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

He Peiyuan added momentum: "What are you doing!?"

Yang Jingxing breathed heavily, but there was no point in arguing with a girl as a man, so he simply kissed his girlfriend on the forehead and accidentally touched the hat. The girl's hat was really ugly, it was almost the same shape as the shower cap in the hotel. Kiss on the forehead

After a few seconds, the touch didn't seem that good. Yang Jingxing switched to a familiar part again, and his lips were still soft and tender.

After being kissed on the lips for a while, the scoundrel finally let go. He Peiyuan quickly regrouped and said as quickly as possible: "What are you doing!"

Yang Jingxing let out a long sigh, feeling helpless and speechless.

He Peiyuan looked at it and asked again: "Don't call?"

Yang Jingxing was disappointed: "I thought you were sleeping."

He Peiyuan raised her head slightly and stared into the other person's eyes, successfully finding the clue: "Don't you make phone calls when you sleep?"

"I've never seen Yuanyuan sleeping..."

“What a beautiful thought!”

Yang Jingxing felt down his girlfriend's arm and found a rubber glove, and asked, "Is this what you buy when you go shopping?"

He Peiyuan said angrily: "I want you to take care of it?" It was a bit aggrieved.

Yang Jingxing took off his girlfriend's hat and found that the girl's hair was tied into a bun. He touched it and pinched it. It felt quite good, soft, plump and elastic.

"What are you doing?" He Peiyuan felt uncomfortable all over: "Get out of the way!"

Yang Jingxing was so disgusted that he muttered: "It makes me feel bad, you have to take responsibility."

He Peiyuan looked at the scoundrel and felt unjust: "Why do you feel bad?"

Yang Jingxing was very blaming: "Asking you to rest without rest... is a disguised form of depriving me of my precious intimate time at night."

He Peiyuan wrinkled her nose to express dissatisfaction.

Yang Jingxing looked into his girlfriend's eyes and advised, "Don't do this again. I'm afraid I won't be so moved next time."

He Peiyuan was even more dissatisfied.

Yang Jingxing hugged her again: "...take a shower and go eat."

He Peiyuan felt aggrieved: "It's just the kitchen... we haven't started upstairs yet."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'll come back to do it in the evening, and you can check it tomorrow."

"I don't want to give up halfway." He Peiyuan was more determined: "I can't trust you."

Yang Jingxing embraced his girlfriend's new idea and thought for a long time: "Okay, you direct, I'll take over, and then we'll have dinner after it's done."

"Okay." He Peiyuan was relatively happy, and then complained: "I have been studying the vacuum cleaner for a long time, otherwise I would have finished it long ago."

Yang Jingxing immediately took over and kissed his girlfriend again: "Give me the order."

He Peiyuan hasn't thought about it yet: "You...suck the top of the cabinet and connect the joints. Also, I'll wipe it. Yes, there is a lot of dust in the sunroom. You should buy a pipe to flush it with water."

"Yes, I'll find a way." Yang Jingxing kissed his girlfriend again, then looked around and sighed: "My girlfriend's standards are so high, so much pressure... Why are they so clean? What did you use to wipe them?"

He Peiyuan showed off the towels she bought, the cleaning kit she bought, the gloves she bought, and the brushes she bought, all of which are very useful. However, the vacuum cleaner and mop at home are not easy to use. Now it seems that the design of the stairs is also very reasonable.

.Especially the horizontal railing on the second floor. It has become old and dusty after so many years of neglect. It is a place that needs to be tackled.

The living room is spotless, tidy and beautiful, but the kitchen is a bit like a battlefield, with all kinds of cleaning supplies and utensils all over the table and floor. Fortunately, there has been almost no fumes since we moved in, and there are all kinds of pots and pans.

It was not easy to work on the top of the cabinet. Yang Jingxing was taller and stronger, so he admired his girlfriend while working: "...it's okay if I can't see it. This connector has never been used."

He Peiyuan lectured: "Go up and see how dusty they are...the soles of your shoes are also dirty, and I even cleaned them."

Yang Jingxing found another opportunity to kiss his girlfriend.

However, it can be seen that He Peiyuan is considered a good housekeeper and does not have much experience. It is quite inefficient to wash a towel and wipe it again after cleaning a cabinet door. However, this is not a technical job. The girl has a very careful attitude.

So the result is quite good.

The two of them worked together to make the kitchen clean in ten minutes. The outside of the windows was not wiped. Although there was a place to stay and a low railing outside, He Peiyuan firmly disagreed with her boyfriend taking risks and would rather stay dirty.

The floor in the living room and corridor had to be mopped again. He Peiyuan's request was that Yang Jingxing would put the towel on the mop and then go back to the kitchen to change the towel after walking back and forth. The two began to cooperate tacitly.

Appreciating the fruits of his labor, Yang Jingxing sighed: "As the saying goes, there is no best, only better. Yuanyuan is so amazing."

"It's just so so, I don't have enough time." He Peiyuan was modest and thoughtful: "Look at the piano room, have you damaged anything?"

How could it be? Yang Jingxing could only admire his girlfriend again, she was even newer than the new one.

He Peiyuan said that she also hates piano covers. She thinks they are ugly and vulgar, so in the future there will be special towels for pianos. She must be careful not to damage the paint or get water on it, but the piano room still lacks a little life, so she made a basin wet

Plants that are not strong in air are better.

He Peiyuan has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she might as well clean up the public area in the corridor upstairs...

After half past seven, He Peiyuan finally started to wash her face, and Yang Jingxing massaged his girlfriend again behind her. It was really hard work: "...When my mother comes to see me, I will say that Yuanyuan did it, and she will definitely buy me another Ferrari."

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"Don't tell me!" He Peiyuan was strict, but she was suspicious again: "Why? Why should I buy you a Ferrari?"

Yang Jingxing was proud: "As long as I do something that makes her happy and proud, I will be rewarded."

He Peiyuan guessed: "So Lao Qi bought you a house at that time?"

Yang Jingxing denied that it was not happening at that time: "...I am so happy and moved now, but you gave me a heads-up."

"You are so impressed." He Peiyuan snorted: "I don't believe it, get out of the way!"

Yang Jingxing confessed: "The moment I walked in and saw Yuanyuan..."

When her boyfriend couldn't explain, He Peiyuan helped: "Are you happy? Someone is doing the housework!"

Yang Jingxing was not disturbed: "I feel distressed in an instant. Actually, it's not a big deal, but I feel distressed. At this time, the feeling of love is the strongest... I feel it is more advanced to feel distressed over a trivial thing than to be moved by a trivial thing."

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He Peiyuan stopped rubbing her face, looked at her boyfriend in the mirror for a while, and then smiled: "Has Tao Meng ever made you feel bad?"

Yang Jingxing hummed: "She... doesn't even know how to wash her own clothes."

"how do you know?"

"Anyway..." Yang Jingxing stopped and said, "Let's have a good rest after dinner. Where should we go for a walk?"

He Peiyuan thought about it: "I don't want to go shopping...you still have something to say to me."

Yang Jingxing remembered that it was just about meeting students, so he reported it in detail to his girlfriend, and he finally felt that director was a position.

"Bragging." He Peiyuan doubted everything: "I must have only found out the day before, just like us."

Yang Jingxing thought openly: "At least I will become the person who makes students and parents anxious to make up for the missed lessons."

He Peiyuan was more disdainful and said, "Where's Hu? What did they say?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I was so frightened that I didn't dare to speak on the spot."

"It's shameless!" He Peiyuan stomped her feet in protest: "Impossible!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "It's really surprising. In her imagination, I should have gained a false reputation through money or connections. Now I have so many titles."

He Peiyuan would think: "You suggested that her son learn piano. That's clear."

Yang Jingxing is not stupid: "That's not asking for trouble."

"Yes." He Peiyuan continued to think and remembered: "When we were arranging in the morning, they went to see the piano, the one about the First Symphony..."

Yang Jingxing knew better than his girlfriend and knew who his last name was.
To be continued...