When he pushed open the door, Zhou Kun thought he had gone wrong.

I went out and looked up at the house number - 1404. That's right, it was my home with four bars.

With a surprised heart in hand, I pushed the door and walked in again.

The neat room was like being visited by Conch Girl. The messy books on the sofa were neatly stacked on the bookshelf, and the sofa cover was also replaced with a refreshing blue color. There was only a set of tea sets on the coffee table, and the teapot was steaming slightly, which shows that Conch Girl had just left.

After accidentally seeing the broken trophy placed in the space in the middle of his bookshelf, Zhou Kun couldn't help but walk over. The trophy was covered with 502 glue. Although it was messy, it was not difficult to see that the person had tried very hard to restore it to its previous appearance.

Dangdangdang!

The sound of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen.

The head was exposed and a pair of bright and unconscious eyes looked inward.

Fan Xiaomei was humming to the music while cutting vegetables with her headphones.

Zhou Kun was shocked. Is this still the Fan Xiaomei he knew? Could it be that she cleaned the room? She can still cook?

Fan Xiaomei turned her head and was frightened by Zhou Kun's eyes, and almost threw out the vegetable pot in her hand: "Brother, do you dare to make a sound when you walk in the future?" said with a naughty tone.

Zhou Kun's mouth raised slightly and showed a smile.

"You cleaned this room?"

"What about that?"

"Okay, it's good, it's good, keep working hard. If you continue to develop like this, you will soon rise to a higher level in your heart." Zhou Kun said with a wicked smile.

"Hmph, whether it is rising or not is a small matter. I have a big matter now. I want to tell you about it." Fan Xiaomei's words made Zhou Kun's face suddenly tense up. I just said, "This little girl suddenly showed her kindness, so she definitely has something to ask for. According to her cleaning the room and cooking today, this matter is not small."

"Brother, have you listened to me?"

Zhou Kun arched his nose and smelled a burnt smell. He walked around Fan Xiaomei and rushed to the gas stove to close the fire source, opened the lid of the pot, and saw darkness in front of him.

"Oh, my fish, my fish." Fan Xiaomei ran over and shouted.

"Xiaomei, are you going to make a "black" fish for me? No, it's really black, but your fish seems to fade, dyeing the inside and outside of our pot black." Zhou Kun said sarcastically to her.

Fan Xiaomei pouted and her face was full of unhappiness. She originally wanted to show off her skills and let Zhou Kun agree to help through the temptation of food, but now it seems that her hope is shattered.

He took off his apron from his waist and threw it on the side of the stove: "Hmph, it's all your fault." He threw down his sentence and turned around and ran out.

Zhou Kun glared at me and blamed me for anything? How could he blame me for everything in the end? I am the four-way bar, not the blame.

Zhou Kun originally wanted to go and have a instant noodles, but the black and burnt fish in the pot couldn't just throw it into the pot all the time, right? After thinking about it, he finally walked over and shoveled it out of the pot and threw it into the trash can. He first used a cleaning ball and then used a steel wool ball to brush the pot out of its original color.

Walk out of the kitchen and come to the bedroom door.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Xiaomei, I didn't say anything, are you going to have a hunger strike again?" asked leaning against the door.

"Hmph, I'm angry with me. A good meal made me mess up. I can't say anything that I want to tell you." Fan Xiaomei is really a clever little trick. After complaining about herself, she also reminded Zhou Kun that there is something big.

Zhou Kun laughed a little and continued, "It's not that. Isn't it just that a fish was not done well? It's not too late to continue to do it tomorrow as long as it can be done before they become extinct." From beginning to end, it doesn't show curiosity about major events.

Fan Xiaomei angrily beat the pillow with her fist twice.

Dingling! Dinglingling!

Her cell phone rang and she was so angry that she answered the phone.

"I said we are not suitable, we are not suitable. Can you not bother me?" He shouted at the phone.

"Can you have some dignity? Don't be a slut? If you have this skill, you will get married and have children. What's the point of spending time with me?"

"Yes, I'm just like that. I don't like you, why should you understand your feelings?"

Speaking of this, the room suddenly became quiet. It was obvious that she was either listening to the other party or had hung up the phone.

The big incident did not arouse Zhou Kun's curiosity, but these words aroused his curiosity. He put his ear on the door and listened for a long time without a sound, and immediately started knocking, "Xiaomei, Xiaomei." He shouted impatiently.

"What are you doing? I'm annoyed, you can find a way to eat."

"Don't bother me, I'll tell you if you have any questions. I'll find a way for you."

Fan Xiaomei was about to say that he was a cat crying rat - fake compassion, but then she thought that this was what you asked me to say on his own initiative.

Thinking of this, I got up from the bed and opened the door in my slippers.

Zhou Kun stood at the door and looked in. Yoho, the originally flawless white wall turned pink at this time, and there were many dolls wearing different clothes in the room: "You did this all the time?" I always felt that this was a bit unlikely. How could a weak woman, who was a weak woman, clean the room and put wallpaper in the morning.

Unless she has three heads and six arms.

Fan Xiaomei pulled Zhou Kun to the living room and pressed him on the sofa.

The water in the teapot was already cold, but now there was no time to change the water for him, pour a cup and bring it to Zhou Kun: "Brother, I'll give you a cup of tea." He said respectfully.

Zhou Kun's eyes narrowed into a line. He was thinking about what happened to Fan Xiaomei, but after thinking about it, there was no such thing as that.

"Although Xiaomei, we are not brothers and sisters, the old saying goes, "I am really a kiss. I break my bones and tendons. Don't hide anything if you have anything to do. Don't do these fancy things. Just say it directly. If I can solve it, I will find a way to solve it. If I can't solve it, then just pretend you didn't say it, come on, say it."

Zhou Kun answered happily.

Fan Xiaomei took a deep breath and took two steps back and sat opposite him.

After being silent for two or three minutes without saying anything, Zhou Kun couldn't help but urged: "Hey, are you saying it or not? If you don't say it, I'll write a novel."

"Don't go, don't go, I don't know how to say this, but it won't work if you don't. Oh, it's really embarrassing."

Fan Xiaomei's various actions told Zhou Kun that this was not a good thing or that it was not a good thing for him. Since this is the case, I would rather leave the thirty-six strategies.

Standing up from the sofa, nodding with a smile: "Well, I understand your mood very much, but I may not be able to help with this matter. Otherwise, you should think of other ways. If you really can't think of it, go back to discuss it with your uncle. After all, this is not a trivial matter."
Chapter completed!