1113. Chapter 1113 I Just Want to Explode on the Spot

Shouldn't they sit on the sofa with their arms around each other, watching a TV show with the heater on?

"What do you mean by me? Hurry up!" Luo Xiaomei ran away like a little deer, leaving Ke Jingheng alone sighing at the white carpet.

He held the vacuum cleaner and moved back and forth on the carpet absent-mindedly, thinking about Luo Xiaomei's apple-like face.

I really want to hold her in my hand and take a big bite! No, I want to swallow it all into my stomach!

After cleaning, he took a shower and just came out with a bath towel wrapped around him when he heard Luo Xiaomei knocking on the door.

"What's going on?" He opened the door quickly, trying not to sound so ecstatic.

What else could she do in his room in the middle of the night? It must be the thing he was thinking about!

"Well...something happened." Luo Xiaomei nodded solemnly, then took out a piece of clothing from behind, "Sorry, your clothes...I didn't wash them properly, and they were stained by other clothes."

"How could you do this?" Ke Jingheng's eyes fell on the black spots on the white shirt, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, pretending to be very angry.

"I didn't mean it." Luo Xiaomei looked guilty, "Your clothes are very expensive, right? What a pity..."

"Not very expensive, only 9999." His tone was calm, as if he was saying it was only 9.99 yuan.

"Ah? I'll buy you another one!"

"That's not necessary..." Ke Jingheng pulled her into the door and approached her fiercely, "Or, just kiss me..."

Realizing his intention, Luo Xiaomei immediately threw the white shirt at his face: "You wish!"

As if Ke Jingheng suddenly thought of something, he raised an extremely ambiguous arc at the corner of his mouth, bit her ear and said: "Xiaomei, did you really help me wash all the clothes?"

"Yeah!" Luo Xiaomei nodded, "Why, don't you believe I'm so diligent?"

"No... I'm just thinking..." Ke Jingheng's tone became slower and slower, and his eyes became more and more ambiguous, "You even washed the most intimate clothes?"

"Ke Jingheng!" Luo Xiaomei's face suddenly burned, and she quickly reached out to cover it, "You... You are mean, dirty, and shameless!"

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Didn't I help you wash... I didn't say you were mean, dirty, and shameless." Ke Jingheng muttered in a low voice with some dissatisfaction.

"You help me wash, but you are still mean, vulgar and shameless!" Luo Xiaomei twisted his arm fiercely and stammered, "I threw all yours into the washing machine, not by hand!"

In fact, she lied... She originally wanted to do this, but she felt that it was a bit unhygienic, and it was even more strange to wash them together with her own clothes.

When she thought of the scene of washing by hand at that time, she looked desperate and wanted to explode on the spot! She was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, why did she help boys wash such intimate clothes!

Ke Jingheng held her flushed little face, his eyes full of mischievous smiles: "Xiaomei, can you wash it by hand next time? Otherwise... I'm worried that the washing machine won't wash it clean."

"If you are not satisfied, wash it yourself! I'm going to sleep and ignore you!" Luo Xiaomei stepped on him and ran away with her face covered.