God even has a crush on me

Chapter 118 Was punished by the stinky iceberg

Han Ning'er quickly whispered in his ear, "Brother, you will never guess the true identity of Old Master Zui Shang."

"Huh?" Han Zhaolong immediately became interested, and quickly pulled her little hand down, "Could it be ice?"

Han Ning'er's mouth instantly opened to the point where he could stuff an egg. It doesn't make sense. How could my brother guess right?
"Oh, I guessed it right, haha..." Han Zhaolong laughed, "I mean, when I wrote books with him before, I always felt that his tone of voice was very familiar, but I didn't expect it to be someone I knew..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, because he realized a very serious matter, and his face became serious.

"Ning'er, you two are together because of a broken game, right? Give me some ambition, don't let everything fall into his hands since childhood."

Han Ning'er rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "What are you thinking, he doesn't know who I am, only I know who he is."

"Hahaha..." Han Zhaolong couldn't help laughing, "It's really you, can you hold back such a fun thing?"

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, the stinky old man laughed too exaggeratedly...

Quickly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, don't laugh so loudly, if he finds out, I will be crushed to death by him."

Han Zhaolong didn't think so, and said nonchalantly, "No, at most he'll scold you. If he dares to hit you, I'll beat him up."

"Brother, I'm telling you the truth." Han Ning'er really convinced the old brother's innocence, "I'm thinking about how to confess to him so that he won't get angry."

Han Zhaolong put his arms around her neck, smacked her face, and directly gave her the best solution, "There is nothing to think about this kind of thing, just pretend that you don't know him."

"That's right, why didn't I think of it?" Han Ning'er suddenly realized that she only knew his identity unilaterally, as long as she continued to pretend to be stupid, there would be no day when she would recognize him.

Haha... What a good idea, as expected, my brother is smart.

At this time, Fang Chengjun suddenly came out of the kitchen and called out from a distance: "Come and help."

"Okay!" Han Ning'er immediately ran over with a guilty conscience.

Han Zhaolong shook his head helplessly, he was really worried about his Ning'er's soft heart, if Fang Chengjun knew the truth one day, it might not be as simple as scolding him, right?

Based on his understanding of Fang Chengjun, if he finds out that he has been deceived by an acquaintance, he should be furious, and even take drastic actions, such as...beating someone.

Depend on!He immediately cursed in his heart, if Poker Face dared to hurt his baby Ning'er, he would immediately fight him to death!
So, with Han Ninger's enthusiastic help, breakfast for the three of them began.

This is a picture with a peculiar style of painting. Brother and sister Han Zhaolong show their affection like a couple, while a certain iceberg is left aside, completely regarded as air.

Before he finished his breakfast, Han Zhaolong suddenly received a phone call and left, leaving behind two incompatible men and women sitting at the dining table.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Han Ning'er coughed dryly and said weakly, "Brother Cheng Jun, are you going out today?"

"Not coming out." Fang Chengjun said coldly.

"Then I'll go back to school after breakfast,"

"Go back after cleaning the room." A certain iceberg interrupted her.

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows. If he didn't say that she almost forgot about it, it would be really annoying.

"Brother Chengjun, why don't I call a part-time worker to clean?" She tried to negotiate, and it was a terrible project for her to clean the first, second and third floors by herself.

Fang Chengjun snorted coldly, "Are you really happy with spending your brother's money like this?"

Han Ning'er was at a loss for words immediately, it was fine if he didn't say anything, as soon as he said it, it touched her heart.

"Sweep, just sweep..." She snorted sullenly, finished the last sip of soup, put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and walked to the warehouse door, and opened the warehouse door.

The warehouse is actually a small compartment with some sundries and cleaning tools piled inside.

Han Ning'er took out a mop and a small drum, turned around and walked into the bathroom, filled a bucket of water, came out, and started cleaning the living room.

In the dining room, Fang Chengjun looked at her thin figure from a little distance, and felt a pang of regret in his heart. How could he bear to ask her to do housework?

dong dong dong...

Giggle...

Han Ning'er mopped the floor back and forth, and finally finished mopping the living room floor, her small body was exhausted and out of breath, and her delicate hands, which had rarely done housework, were also in burning pain.

Taking a sneak peek at the dining room, the smelly iceberg was no longer there, but there was movement in the kitchen, and he should be washing dishes in it.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a beautiful curve, and it felt so good to have someone by her side. Even if she was doing hard work, she felt very happy.

"Yoxi, come on!" She cheered herself up and continued to drag other places.

After procrastinating for about an hour, all the rooms on the first floor were finished, except for the kitchen that hadn't been cleaned yet.

She walked cautiously to the kitchen door, peeked at it secretly, and unexpectedly found that he was wiping the range hood with a rag.

Oh my god... Han Ning'er was completely shocked.

In her impression, Smelly Bingshan is a Daluo fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, but she did not expect that he would take the initiative to clean the smoking machine.

Tsk tsk tsk, she has changed her view of him a little bit. If anyone marries him in the future, she will probably be very happy, because she doesn't have to do the dirty work by herself.

Wait, is she thinking too much?Whoever marries him has nothing to do with her.

He bent down, picked up a fresh bucket of water, walked to the stairs, took out a rag, and began to wipe the railings of the stairs.

Inadvertently, he kicked the drum, "Knock..."

The drum rolled down the stairs uncontrollably, and the water was scattered all over the floor.

Han Ning'er blinked her eyes, her face was a little dazed, and she hurried down to pick up the bucket.

Her footsteps were too fast, her feet suddenly slipped, her body fell forward uncontrollably, she grabbed something in a hurry, and she was too flustered to unconsciously close her eyes.

I thought I was going to have an intimate kiss with Mother Earth, but suddenly her body was caught by something, and I smelled a fresh fragrance with the smell of oily smoke.

She blinked, quickly stood up straight, looked up, and saw a blackened poker face staring at her.

"Brother Chengjun, why are you here, ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, she was picked up by him, and she was so frightened that she didn't even dare to move.

Without saying a word, Fang Chengjun carried her body to the sofa, threw her on the sofa forcefully, and said with a blank expression: "It's not enough to succeed, it's more than failure."

Han Ning'er was dizzy, and quickly argued: "I just accidentally kicked the barrel, and I didn't mean to make trouble!"

　Tell a little story.

　　When I was young, an aunt in our village worked as a nanny for a wealthy family in a big city. During the summer vacation, the family brought a pair of sons and the nanny to the countryside to play.

　　Those two brothers had never left the big city. It was the first time they saw cow dung in the countryside. They didn’t know what it was, so they asked us. We laughed at them and they didn’t understand anything.

　　They are happy to see fireflies, happy to see cows, and happy to see fruit trees, which they cannot see in big cities.

　　Later, when I grew up, I also stayed in the city for many years, but I never once saw the beautiful starry sky that I saw in the countryside.

　　The lights in the city are too bright, it is difficult to see the stars all over the sky, but the planes fly overhead every day.

　　In fact, no matter it is a big city with the first lights on, or a country night sky full of stars, they are all very beautiful scenery.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)