My attribute of fast time travel is upside down

Chapter 118 Domestic Ugly Fish (36)

Her little heart had just settled down, but Xiao Liu suddenly screamed, which really shocked her.

I saw its eyes glowing, as if it had discovered a new continent, "You can clean the house for him!"

"Ah?" Qi Xue didn't react for a while.

"Snail girl, have you forgotten?" Xiao Liu reminded: "Didn't you think you couldn't do more to help Berg besides making tea? Now it's okay, the opportunity has come."

"It's time for you to show your side as a good wife and mother."

"But Berg said he would come back and do it himself." Qi Xue repeated what Berg said, but in fact she just didn't want to work.

Xiao Liu looked disapproving: "He works from morning to night, and finally returns home to do housework, how pathetic."

"At this time, if there is a cute little girl who takes care of everything for him, he will definitely be very touched."

"As soon as this man is touched, it means that a relationship is about to begin."

Xiao Liu spoke clearly and logically, but Qi Xue still couldn't believe it, "Is that so?"

Doing housework can move Berg, and then start love, so why isn't he with the robot aunt?
Qi Xue expressed doubts about this.Not to mention that Berg is not so easily moved, she always felt that this opportunity came too coincidental.

Xiao Liu was extremely firm in his conclusion, and kept nodding, "That's it."

Thinking in a mess, Qi Xue couldn't say anything, and finally chose to trust Xiao Liu.

After all, it was on a boat, so it wouldn't harm her.

Berg seemed to be really just looking for someone to listen, and he left after complaining for a few words.

The next day, he threw the bait as usual, paralyzed her, and then went to work, looking no different from usual.

Looking at the large amount of bait in the tank, Qi Xue could tell how much he didn't want to be disturbed, even if another robot came up to feed her regularly.

She patiently stayed in the fish tank, always paying attention to the movement in the direction of the door.

Although Berg said that Linda would go for an inspection in the next few days and he would do the housework by himself after get off work, she was still worried, for fear that he would just say something casually, and then randomly find a housekeeping robot to take over.

An hour passed, long after Linda's usual cleaning time, and there was still no movement at the door.

It seems that no one will come.

"The player can rest assured now?" Xiao Liu felt that the player just thought too much and was unnecessary.

Qi Xue didn't care, and said, "Just in case."

It's always good to be careful.

As she spoke, she began to transform into a human being.

Climb out of the tank, this time you don't have to go as far to get your clothes as you did the first time.She moved to the locker in two or three steps, skillfully took out a towel to clean herself up, and then changed into a shirt.

After that, the floor was cleaned, this time not just the water-stained part, but the entire third floor.Once it was cleaned up, she was really exhausted to death.

She was exhausted and sat on the ground gasping for breath. Before she had rested for a few minutes, Xiao Liu's noisy voice began to resound in her consciousness again: "Clothes, you should wash your clothes before sitting down."

When cleaning the bathroom, I was not surprised to see the clothes that Berg threw in the cleaning box. Needless to say, this was also Linda's original job.

Qi Xue bet that if Xiao Liu was born in the ancient times, he would definitely be the head of the palace maids, and it was absolutely unambiguous to squeeze the labor force.

Resigned to her fate, she got up from the ground and dragged her tired body to the bathroom.

In this era of advanced technology, everything is intelligent and mechanized. Unlike ancient times, clothes have to be washed by hand. In fact, it is not a very tiring job. You only need to throw the clothes into the intelligent washing machine.

Berg's clothes are all formal clothes, they cannot be washed, and they need to be set up for dry cleaning.

In this way, Berg has to give clothes to others, how lazy.

Qi Xue complained in her heart, but still resigned to her fate, she took the clothes and walked into the washing room. Under Xiao Liu's guidance, she successfully completed the washing settings. She only needs to press start, and the machine will do the rest.

She suddenly thought of something, turned and walked out.

"Player, don't go, you haven't pressed start yet." Xiao Liu hastily reminded in his consciousness.

"Wait a minute, there are still clothes that haven't been put in." Qi Xue walked into the clothes room without stopping, took out a shirt skillfully, changed it on her body, smoothed out the traces of flipping, and held it through. return the shirts to the washroom.

Xiao Liu suddenly realized, "The player wants to wash this worn one together."

"En." Qi Xue nodded honestly.

Clothes can't be worn all the time, they will get dirty, anyway, they have to be washed, so they just fit together.

Xiao Liu didn't care, thinking to himself, Berg, a person who doesn't even bother to use the smart washing machine, will definitely not notice that there are a few missing clothes in the laundry room, as long as there is enough for him to wear.Also go with the player.

After pressing start, Qi Xue went to the clothes drying room to take back the dried clothes, ironed them and put them in the clothes room.After that, he hung the washed clothes to dry, and then returned to the living room without any worries.

Finally able to rest for a while, Qi Xue sat paralyzed on the floor thinking.

"Player, the tea hasn't been brewed yet." Xiao Liu continued to remind dutifully.

Nima why so many things to do?Why didn't the snail girl die from exhaustion?

"It doesn't matter, there's still more time, I'll take a break first." Qi Xue decided that she was more important, tasks and so on, can't be completed in a short time, so there is no rush.

"Just remember it." It is also a symbolic talk.

In the office, Berg's dark eyes were fixed on the screen of his personal brain. In the corner of the screen, a little girl was lying on the floor without any scruples. Her movements and elegance were completely unrelated, but he felt cute.

Suddenly, he looked at the screen and frowned.

The floor must be cool, right?
He can understand why the little thing doesn't go to the sofa to rest, just like this
His eyes were dark, and he discovered the importance of the carpet for the first time.

Berg stared at the screen tightly, and through the Internet, he could see that the little thing was half dead from exhaustion.

Only the fish tank and most of the living room can be seen from the position of the monitor, and it cannot be seen from other places.

He only saw the little thing changing his shirt and then trying to mop the floor, dragging her figure into the aisle, and then there was no picture.

But he could imagine that she went in to clean the bedroom and other rooms.

After a lot of tossing, she finally came out with this unlovable appearance.

Berg rested his chin and began to reflect, should Linda come back as soon as possible after the 'check'?
This thought only existed in his mind for a second before it was ruthlessly swept away.

He decided that it would be better for Linda to be diagnosed with a 'serious illness' and treated indefinitely, or to be directly declared 'reinvented'.

He suddenly found that she was very cute when she worked hard at housework for him.

At first glance, she had never done any housework. Linda only needed less than three to 10 minutes to finish it all, maintaining both quality and quantity. She had been doing it for so long, but it still wasn't up to standard.

She thought she was covering it up very well, but she didn't know that he, who was used to high standards, could actually tell the difference at a glance, he just didn't say anything.

If possible, he also wants to decorate a kitchen on the third floor.

Even though the food she cooked was very difficult to eat, or tasteless like yesterday's tea, but he suddenly looked forward to it.

Qi Xue didn't know what Berg was thinking, if she knew, she would definitely want to vomit blood.

(End of this chapter)