Chapter 62
The corner of Luo Qingqing's mouth twitched, this young master really doesn't know the hardships of the world.

Seeing Luo Qingqing's expression of not wanting to talk to him, Qin Feng became a little anxious, and blurted out: "Could it be that you lied to me?"

Luo Qingqing raised her forehead, feeling a little depressed about how Master Qin's IQ has survived to this day.

She would be so flattering when she had something to ask for. If it was normal, even if she had to act docile in the face of the young master's domineering power, she would definitely not say such unscrupulous words.

Luo Qingqing found it difficult to answer Qin Feng's question.

In fact, as soon as Qin Feng said that, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

He didn't ask the question of whether the water is cold or not. The water is cold without asking.

After all, he could see Luo Qingqing's frozen red hands very clearly.

And what he wanted to ask was whether what Luo Qingqing said before, that it was not cold to wash his clothes, was a lie to him.

On that side, Luo Qingqing obviously misunderstood him.

Seeing her tangled face, Qin Feng couldn't understand why he cared so much about her words.

Immediately, he thought it through.

Perhaps, this was the first sentence she said to him that made him feel warm, even though she seemed a bit reluctant.

When Luo Qingqing was still wandering on her moral line, she was dragged into the house by Qin Feng.

"Master, what are you doing? You haven't finished washing your clothes yet." Luo Qingqing followed Qin Feng's pace and walked in with half-pushing, struggling with the hand held by him, but she didn't dare to use much force.

She would not provoke the young master's fiery temper unless it was absolutely necessary.

Miraculously, Qin Feng, who had always acted on his own, stopped in his tracks.

Standing behind him, Luo Qingqing saw that he tilted his head slightly, his handsome and resolute silhouette became more and more charming under the light and shadow, the corners of his slightly thin and cool mouth were slightly curved, and he spit out a nasty sentence lightly: "What to wash, I have plenty of clothes."

Hearing this, Luo Qingqing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This young master...

It's capricious!

Luo Qingqing didn't bother to argue, and let him drag her into the house.

Today, the young master shook hands twice. Although Luo Qingqing did not agree with the young master's behavior, she had to admit that the young master's palms were warm and thick, which made people feel inexplicably at ease...

Ah, Luo Qingqing immediately withdrew her thoughts, and it was hard for her to accept that she had such an unreliable illusion.

Then I felt that the illusion is naturally a wrong intuition, and of course it is unreliable.

She should feel at ease if this young master doesn't make people heartbroken.

Qin Feng didn't let her go until she was pulled to the fire by Qin Feng.

Looking at the scattered carbon slag around the fire and the burning fire, Luo Qingqing was a little dumbfounded. The young master made this fire?

No wonder there was charcoal on his clothes.

Just now she told someone because of this.

It seemed that she had wronged him.

However, having said that, I don't blame her, you know, this young master usually lives aloft, when did he do such rough work.

Seeing Luo Qingqing staring at his clothes in a daze, Qin Feng frowned slightly, covered the dirty place, and pulled a stool to sit down.

The mouth sprayed poison again: "Stupid? What are you doing standing there?"

Luo Qingqing looked at him in confusion, and said what would happen if she didn't stand there.

"Sit." Qin Feng glared at her angrily, then turned his eyes away, and said in a slightly lower voice, "Keep warming with me."

(End of this chapter)

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