Luo Qingye laughed out loud.

Rong Yuxuan didn't know, but when he saw Luo Qingye's face and her uncontrollable expression, he could guess the reason, which made Luo Qingye laugh, and he didn't say anything, just looked puzzled , looked at Luo Qingye and asked: "Xiao Ye, what are you laughing at?"

"Laughing, your face looks like a ghost drawing." Luo Qingye's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the eyes were full of smiles.

This was the first time since he saw her again, and Rong Yuxuan stared straight at her. He wished that every time he cooked, he would smear his face in order to make her smile.

"Ghost painting talisman? What ghost painting talisman?" Rong Yuxuan looked at Luo Qingye with a puzzled face and asked, and finally made a look as if he had suddenly realized, and said: "Is my face stained? Is it ugly?"

While asking, he touched it with his hand, and as a result, he touched his face even darker.

Luo Qingye smiled and said, "Don't touch it, look at your hands."

Only then did Rong Yuxuan spread out his palms to look at them, and when he saw that both hands were pitch-black, he immediately smiled impressively...

After laughing, Luo Qingye still didn't want outsiders to see Rong Yuxuan like this, so she immediately said to Rong Yuxuan, "Come here." She found a face towel, scooped up clean water in the water tank, and when Rong Yuxuan walked up to her, she said, "I don't want to wash it yet."

"Oh, good." Rong Yuxuan nodded quickly, reaching out to pick up the towel in Luo Qingye's hand.

Halfway through stretching out her hand, Luo Qingye suddenly said: "Forget it, look at your dirty hands, don't dirty my towel in a while." As she said, she soaked the towel in the water, rubbed it until it was half dry Then he said to Rong Yuxuan, "Bow your head."

Knowing what Luo Qingye was going to do, Rong Yuxuan was overjoyed, and quickly squatted down.

Luo Qingye gave Rong Yuxuan a blank look, and said, "I just let you bow your head, why are you squatting? Are you not tired from squatting?" While speaking, she wiped Rong Yuxuan's face with a wet towel.

After she wiped off all the black ash on Rong Yuxuan's face, and threw the towel back into the washbasin and rubbed it, Rong Yuxuan smiled and shook his head: "I'm not tired."

No matter how you look at it, they are all a bit silly, not at all like a president of a big company who has grasped the "lifeblood" of countless people, but like a silly boy.

'Silly boy'.

Luo Qingye couldn't help muttering in her heart, after rubbing the towel, she looked at Rong Yuxuan again and said, "Why are you looking at me stupidly? Why don't you wash your hands too, it's so dark Yes, what does it look like."

Rong Yuxuan nodded with a smile, and after he washed his hands, Luo Qingye handed him a towel to wipe the water, and said, "Pour the water yourself, I won't help you."

Rong Yuxuan replied again, with a cheerful look, which made Luo Qingye like it and feel sad at the same time.

When Rong Yuxuan came back, Luo Qingye was scooping up rice, Rong Yuxuan went to the water tank to scoop up water, also wringed the towel to half dry, leaned in front of Luo Qingye, and said, "Xiaoye, I'll wipe it for you too." wipe."

Luo Qingye's face turned red all of a sudden, and she asked, "What? I also have black ashes on my face?" As she spoke, she gestured to put down the bowl and spoon in her hand.

"No." Rong Yuxuan shook his head intentionally, and said, "It's just that you washed my face for me. If I don't wash it for you, I'm really sorry."

"What is there to feel sorry about?" Luo Qingye gave Rong Yuxuan a white look.

After all, he still stretched his face in the direction of Rong Yuxuan.

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