A heartthrob? Here you go!

Yu Ge looked up and saw wild geese flying in a V-formation in the high, light blue sky, in an orderly and united manner.

The familiar scenery seemed just like it was before I traveled through time, nothing had changed.

"Yu Ge." A cold and elegant voice sounded. Yu Ge turned his head and looked over. Xun Yiguang had a normal expression and focused eyes. "Add a communication method."

Add contact information?

The young man who was cold and indifferent the whole time and didn't even look at her now wants to add her contact information?

Yu Ge frowned slightly: "Why?"

"Because you are pitiful."

He wanted to see when Yu Ge would discover her damn fate like him, and see if she could break free from the shackles.

Yu Ge shook his head: "No need, I have Councillor Xun's contact information. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

After Yu Ge finished speaking, she turned and left. Xun Yi Guang stared at her back for a long time before he raised his hand and touched her chest.

His heart beat slowly, then slowly quickened in pace, with a faint admiration. It was not like when he first saw Song Jingshen, beating wildly and lost, as if his chest was about to burst and he would stick to him.

Whether it's drinking that cup of tea or joining in an argument, being alone together won't make him lose control.

He is on good terms with the heir of the Zhang family, but has no intention of taking advantage of him. He is pure and honest, and completely harmless.

Xun Yiguang put away the neutrino laser gun in his hand and turned to leave.

There is no need to silence him.

After finishing his part-time job, Yu Ge returned to the villa in the rest area. When he opened the door, Song Jingshen was kneeling on the ground with his back to the entrance, wiping the floor carefully.

White soles of feet, silk beige trousers and short-sleeved shirts, slim and smooth waist and back, black hair tied loosely behind the back, winding down along the slightly curved spine that was crawling forward, and forming a small circle on the ground.

Yu Ge fixed his gaze, standing at the entrance looking at the beautiful scenery.

Hearing the voice, Song Jingshen suddenly turned around, and the moment his eyes met Yu Ge's, a smile instantly appeared on his pale pink lips: "Xiao Yu, you're back?"

Yu Ge frowned slightly, his eyes lingering behind him. Song Jingshen noticed it, his eyes softened a little, his long fingers loosened the rag, tapped the floor lightly, straightened his back, and inadvertently turned sideways, revealing his graceful shoulders and neck. Then Yu Ge spoke.

She pointed behind Song Jingshen and said, "Your hair is dirty."

After she finished speaking, she took a few steps forward and picked up the water on the ground: "You can just buy a robot for this kind of thing. So you have always done it yourself?"

Song Jingshen smiled and stood up slowly, his tall figure looming over Yu Ge: "Xiaoyu, do you care about me?"

Although she failed to seduce him, Xiaoyu paid gentle attention to his hair, which shows that Xiaoyu loved him for himself, not other illusory beauty.

very nice.

Xiaoyu was also worried that he was too tired from doing housework.

Song Jingshen's voice was so gentle that it seemed to drip water: "I am very happy, Xiaoyu. Whether it is Xiaoyu's care or cleaning this house, I am very happy."

As long as you can communicate and move, there is a possibility of attracting the attention of small fish.

He would not allow such a thing to exist in his and Xiaoyu's home, even if it was just a robot.

Song Jingshen gently took the bucket from Yu Ge's hand, put it aside, and half-knelt down with a rag: "Xiao Yu, go wash up first, I can finish cleaning with just a little bit left."

Yu Ge pulled Song Jingshen up. Song looked stunned but also slightly delighted: "Xiao Yu?"

When Yu Ge picked up the bucket and was about to pour it out, Song Jingshen stopped her with a look of concern, took the bucket and poured it out.

Yu Ge followed behind him and watched him packing up his tools. Song Jingshen glanced over and was touched by the curious look of Yu Ge.

Yu Ge glanced at the tool room and said, "I'll buy a mop tomorrow so I don't have to kneel on the floor to clean it."

It's very tiring to clean such a big house on your knees.

Song Jingshen was stunned, and found it hard to believe: "Is it the mop you bought for me?"

Yu Ge responded: "Yes, buy one that can dehydrate. That's the kind I use at home. It's more convenient."

It is impossible for her to do housework, she hates housework the most.

Song Jingshen's eyes flickered slightly, and he was extremely happy: "Is it really for me?"

The first gift Xiaoyu gave him was bought because she felt sorry for him being too tired.

Or the same style as her mother's family——

Does this mean that Xiaoyu also regards this house as his home?

Song Jingshen's chest exploded with crackling sounds, making his head dizzy. He immediately threw away the rag in his hand, took a few steps forward to hug Yu Ge, and buried his head in her shoulders and neck, acting coquettishly and affectionately.

"Little fish, little fish, I'm so happy."

Yu Ge pushed him away in disgust and accused him, "You didn't wash your hands, and the water is all over me."

Song Jingshen felt weak all over. Just when he was pushed away, he held her arm tightly. His lips trembled slightly. He tried his best to suppress the urge to pounce on her: "I'll help Xiaoyu clean it."

Whether it's clothes or people, everyone can help wash them.

Thinking of that scene, Song Jingshen's face flushed red, spreading down to his neck. He took a deep breath, calmed his pounding heart, lowered his eyes gently and said:

"I'm very happy about your concern, Xiaoyu, but you don't have to buy it. Tell me the brand and manufacturer and I'll have someone send it over."

Yu Ge started working part-time since his freshman year, and he was reluctant to spend the money that Yu Ge had earned hard.

He was exhausted from working part-time every night, and he was reluctant to let Yu Ge walk all the way back with the mop.

It was enough for him to receive the kindness, and it was enough for him to know that Xiaoyu loved him.

Yu Ge thought about it and nodded in agreement, and told Song Jingshen the brand manufacturer. Song Jingshen took note of it carefully and asked Yu Ge to confirm the price she paid when she bought it.

After Yu Ge confirmed it, he thought of something before going upstairs to wash up, and turned back to remind him: "Don't go to sleep later, wait for me downstairs, I have something to tell you."

Song Jingshen responded with a warm smile, then turned on the communicator and sent a message to Butler Song.

Young Master: Buy a mop from this brand, the one that costs 29.9 yuan and has a silver handle.

Butler Song was stunned when he received the message. He repeatedly verified the account and confirmed it.

Butler Song: [Mop picture]

Butler Song: Master, is this the model? The original price was 29.9, and the current price is 39.9.

Young Master: Yes, it will be delivered tomorrow morning.

There is still a little bit left to clean up. Tomorrow I will use the same mop that Xiaoyu uses at home to mop the whole house again.

Thinking of this scene, Song Jingshen's chest felt as if it was soaked in warm water, warm and warm, as if it was about to melt.

Butler Song: Got it.

Butler Song was puzzled. He didn't understand why the young master was not sleeping in the middle of the night and suddenly wanted to buy a cheap mop.

But a man as far-sighted, brilliant and powerful as the young master must have his own reasons.

Is it related to the front line? Or is it a new policy?

Butler Song jumped up and bought a mop overnight. He collected all the information about the manufacturer and company, and bought a production line, preparing to send it together the next day.

After Yu Ge finished washing up and went downstairs, he saw Song Jingshen still standing there, lowering his head and typing on the communicator.

He just waited there without moving a step. How nice.