Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

By the time Xu Muchhe finished frying all the dishes, Ling Sihe had already mopped the floor.

    Sitting on the sofa obediently, looking at Xu Muchhe with bright eyes, looking for praise.

    Xu Muchhe put the soup on the dining table, then came over to check the floor. Especially grandma's room, he lowered his head and looked carefully several times.

    No water stains and very clean.

    Ling Sihe stood behind him and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "How about it, if you think it's not clean, I'll mop it again."

    "You think the water bill is free." Xu Muzhe said angrily.

    "I..." Ling Sihe lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

    Xu Muchhe stopped teasing him, patted his shoulder and said, "It's very clean. I didn't expect it. You are very careful in your work. I will leave everything to you in the future."

    Ling Sihe raised his head suddenly, with a smile on his face, "Really? Then I will come over and mop the floor for you every day."

    "Your company doesn't care?"

    "It doesn't matter, I'll just bring the computer."

    Xu Muchhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, whatever you want."

    Ling Sihe couldn't restrain his inner excitement, the smile on his face deepened and he looked a little dazed.

    "Okay, come out and serve a bowl of rice. Grandma is getting hungry."

    "Okay, I'll go over and help." Ling Sihe walked quickly to the kitchen.

    Xu Muchhe's eyes were a little helpless. After lowering his head and laughing a few times, he walked over to help Grandma Xu.

    Grandma Xu seemed to see Xu Muchhe's expression, pursed her lips and said nothing.

    At the dinner table, Ling Sihe was particularly diligent.

    Help with serving rice and soup.

    Occasionally, I help Grandma Xu pick up vegetables.

    After working for a long time, I was able to have a bite of food.

    "Okay, hurry up and eat your food." Xu Muchhe said, "The slowest person to eat has to wash the dishes."

    "It doesn't matter, I'll just wash it."

    "You come and wash it. I'm afraid there won't be any tableware to use tomorrow."

    Ling Sihe couldn't help but cast an aggrieved look at him, "I can learn it. As long as I do it, I will be good at it. You have to give me a chance."

    Xu Muchhe raised his eyes and looked at Ling Sihe, and finally relented.

    "Then I'll let you wash it. If it's broken, you can buy the tableware."

    Ling Sihe curled his lips, "From now on, I'll just buy the things at home."

    After the words fell, Ling Sihe realized something was wrong with his words.

    Maybe I had too much fun today.

    He couldn't help but mention the word "home".

    Ling Sihe quickly looked at Xu Muchhe, carefully observing his expression.

    Seeing that Xu Muchhe didn't refute, he wasn't angry either.

    Ling Sihe's heart seemed to be filled with honey, so sweet that he was a little overwhelmed.

    While I am happy, I am also afraid that it will all disappear.

    Just like his parents, they died suddenly when he was the happiest in his twenties.

    Ling Sihe clenched his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat the rice, fearing that Xu Muchhe would see his sadness.

    After the meal, Ling Sihe took the initiative to clear away the dishes, then stood in front of the sink and rolled up his sleeves.

    Xu Muchhe handed him the gloves, "Washing dishes hurts your hands, so wear this."

    "Okay." Ling Sihe took it, "Thank you."

    "Come out and eat some fruit after you're done." Xu Muzhe left the kitchen after leaving these words.

    Ling Sihe turned around and turned on the faucet with a smile in his eyes.

    Xu Muchhe was sitting on the sofa and had just eaten a strawberry when he heard the sound of breaking ceramics in the kitchen.

    Not even half a minute later, there was another crisp sound.

    Grandma Xu stretched her neck and looked into the kitchen.

    Xu Muchhe patted her shoulder, "It doesn't matter, he has more money. It's just right if it's broken, and we can replace it with new tableware."

    Seeing Xu Muzhe say this, Grandma Xu withdrew her gaze.

    Try to focus on the TV.

    After a long time, Ling Sihe walked out.

    He stood in front of Xu Muchhe, like a child who had made a mistake, not knowing where to put his hands.

    "Did they all fall?"

    "There are two plates left." Ling Sihe said quickly, "The chopsticks were not dropped."

    Xu Muchhe was amused by his reaction.

    "If you fall, you'll fall. You didn't cut your hand, right?" Xu Muchhe looked at Ling Sihe's hand, "Come here and let me take a look."

    "I didn't cut it. I picked it up with gloves."

    Xu Muchhe: "..."

    Didn't this guy hear that he wanted to touch his hand?

    So stupid.