Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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When Tang drunk came home, he walked into the porch and saw the busy figure in the kitchen. There was a seductive smell of rice scattered throughout the room, making his chest warm up.

Gu Mian heard the sound and looked back. When Tang drunk came back, he smiled at him, "You are back, wash your hands and change your clothes, and you can start cooking right away."

"Um." Tang drunk changed his shoes and walked in, looking at her eyes softly.

Gu Mian was embarrassed by him and turned to continue cooking.

Tang Zui stared at her back for a few seconds before reflecting, and went to the bathroom in the living room to wash her hands.

He saw that the lid of the washing machine was open, and the laundry was in it. After washing his hands, he glanced out at Gu Mian.

Tang Zui squatted down and looked inside the washing machine. There were his clothes and Gu Mian's clothes. The clothes of the two were twisted together. He looked so hot that his heart became hot.

Tang Zui had never done housework at all, but he knew that the clothes were hanging on a hanger, but he searched the bathroom and didn't see the hanger. He had to ask Gu Mian for help.

"Gu Mian, where is the hanger?" Tang Zui asked.

"Hanger is on the clothesline outside, what are you doing?" Gu Mian looked back at him.

"I hang my clothes."

"No, I just want to eat and hang it again."

"It doesn't matter, I'm idle but I'm idle, let me come." After Tang Zui went back, he found a clean basin and took out all the washed clothes, and walked out.

Gu Mian, listening to the movement behind her, couldn't help but look back, seeing Tang Zui carrying her clothes to the balcony, she felt something strange.

Tang Zui stood on the balcony and studied for a while, then successfully dried his clothes. He was really convinced by his ingenuity.

Smelling the faint smell of washing powder on the balcony, the corner of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Now he finally knew what home was.

Home is where three meals a day are prepared and accompanied by someone.

Home is his and her clothes hanging on the balcony, with a pleasant fragrance.

Home is where she is with him.

After Gu Mian arranged the food, he came to take a look at the rest assured. She watched Tang drunk to dry the clothes well, "I didn't expect to do housework."

"That's ... Haven't eaten pork yet and haven't seen a pig run? It's a trivial matter to look at." Tang Zui looked at the little girl in front of him, and his heart was too soft.

Gu Mian's smile froze on her face, then slowly converged, "No, I'm the running pig you've seen, right?"

Tang drunken a moment, then laughed.

"You are a pig!" Gu Mian made a face at him, turned around and ran in.

Tang drunk came in with a good mood. He looked at the food on the table and said, "I'm really hungry."

"You eat first, I serve rice." Gu Mian took two bowls, and put out two bowls of rice and set them out.

Tang Zui picked up his chopsticks, raised the bowl, and started eating. Gu Mian sat down opposite him, put a few grains of rice into his mouth, and looked at him slightly nervously.

"Tang Zui ... Do you have time this weekend?" Gu Mian asked, looking at him.

"Huh? Are you doing anything?" Tang Zui looked at her with a questioning look.

"It's not a big deal ... my mother always wanted you to go to my house for a meal." Gu Mian was nervous and used chopsticks to pull the rice in the bowl.

Tang Zui listened to her and stopped eating ...

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