I feel that my body is hollowed out by Xiang Yiqing's gentleness and love, and he urgently needs to fill it up.

"Brother Xiang." She grabbed Xiang Yiqing's wrist with her backhand, and looked up at him shiningly.

When Xiang Yiqing collided with her scorching gaze, Xiang Yiqing felt that his entire heart had been ignited. He raised his eyebrows lightly, "What's wrong?"

His voice was uncontrollable hoarse.

"I'll squeeze the orange juice for you, you are thirsty, drink a little first." Xin Xiaoxiao turned to open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of self-squeezed orange juice from it, and handed it to Xiang Yiqing.

Xiang Yiqing smiled and shook his head, "I won't drink, first wipe the kitchen, you go out first."

Xin Xiaoxiao pouted and coquettishly, "I personally squeezed this for you. If you drink it, I will go out."

She acted like a baby, and for Xiang Yiqing, it was also a nirvana. Xiang Yiqing didn't know anything about it and nodded, "Good, good."

He stretched out his hand to take the orange juice, and drank half of it with his head up, because it was kept in the refrigerator until now, it was a bit hard for him to swallow it when it was cold.

After swallowing, he frowned and handed the bottle to Xin Xiaoxiao again, "It's too cold. Put it there. I will clean the kitchen before drinking."

A successful smile flashed in Xin Xiaoxiao's eyes and nodded, "Okay."

She carried the orange juice, went out of the kitchen, put the orange juice on the dining table, and carried the skewers Xiang Yiqing brought her, and returned to the kitchen door, leaning on the door frame, eating the skewers while watching Xiang Yiqing dry live.

I have to say that he is really a very meticulous man, but he is so meticulous that people don't feel a little bit girly.

On the contrary, it makes people feel very responsible and responsible.

However, Xin Xiaoxiao felt very distressed by seeing Xiang Yiqing who was so tall, bending over to wipe the stove.

She walked over, "Brother Xiang, don't do it, just call the hourly worker to come over tomorrow."

"It's going to be all right." Xiang Yiqing said, straightening up, throwing the rag into the sink, frustrating, and saying to Xin Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao help me get the mop."

Xin Xiaoxiao nodded with a ‘oh,’ and turned around to get a mopping on the balcony. Not sure if it was, she asked Xiang Yiqing: "Is this?"

Xiang Yi glanced lightly and frowned, "Where is the cloth?"

She only brought the mop stand, did not bring the cloth, and asked, Xiang Yiqing simply shook the water in her hand and went to take it by herself.

He walked past Xin Xiaoxiao's side, and suddenly stopped. He reached out his hand to support the door frame, lowered his head slightly, and shook it gently.

The state seems a bit wrong.

The corner of Xin Xiaoxiao's mouth raised strangely, and then she reached out and grabbed Xiang Yiqing's arm, and asked in a tense tone: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Xiang Yiqing shook his head lightly, and cast a relieved smile on Xin Xiaoxiao, "Probably he lowered his head for too long and suddenly raised his head, so I was a little dizzy."

"Just a little dizzy."

Xin Xiaoxiao muttered softly, and she could hardly hide her excitement.

Her voice was very small, like a mosquito hum. Xiang Yiqing didn't hear what she was saying, and raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What?"

Xin Xiaoxiao shook his head, "No, you can sit and rest for a while."

While talking, holding Xiang Yiqing, she walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down with Xiang Yiqing.

Xiang Yiqing didn't know what was wrong, his head suddenly became more and more groggy.

He shook his head, squatted down on the table, looked at Xin Xiaoxiao on the opposite side, and squinted.