An hour passed.

Bai Sang sat on the sofa and watched Fu Heng clean himself diligently.

The house that was once a mess is now completely new.

Things are placed neatly and orderly, all dirty clothes are washed and aired, and clean clothes are folded and put in the closet.

"Are you tired?" She lay on the sofa and looked at the boy walking past.

The young man shook his head: "Fortunately, I will do the housework from now on."

"Is that okay?" Bai Sang's eyes lit up, and there was something shiny in them.

Fu Heng smiled softly, "I like to be clean."

Bai Sang blushed when she heard this. She actually liked to be clean. As long as she was clean at the beginning, it wouldn't be messy.

It's a pity that the original owner's sloppy side has been discovered, and the explanation will become more and more confusing.

After finishing cleaning, Fu Heng opened the refrigerator again and found a lot of ingredients.

"Sister Bai, are you hungry?"

Bai Sang looked outside, it was already dark.

He touched his stomach with an embarrassed look on his face: "I'm hungry."

"What does Sister Bai like to eat? I can cook it for you." Fu Heng smiled softly.

“As long as it’s spicy.”

“What a coincidence, Sichuan cuisine is what I’m best at.”

Bai Sang's eyes lit up.

Fu Heng started cooking in the kitchen.

Bai Sang, who has been conquered by the cooking skills of every villain in the world, is of course full of confidence in Fu Heng in this world.

Moreover, her mouth has been cultivated so that it doesn't taste very good and she can't even eat it.

After a while, a spicy aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Bai Sang's mouth began to drool, and he lay further and further forward on the sofa.

Then something tragic happened.

There was a loud bang.

Fu Heng was startled by the movement and hurriedly walked out.

I saw the nice sofa in the living room, but now it fell completely backwards, pressing Bai Sang to the ground motionless.

"Sister Bai!"

Put down the knife in your hand and go to help others.

The sofa was not very heavy. It pressed down on Bai Sang. Apart from being unable to move, it did not cause any injuries.

But Bai Sang, with Fu Heng's support, had tears in her eyes and her nose was sniffling, looking like she was crying.

"Sister Bai, where are you injured? Where does it hurt? Let's go to the hospital!"

Bai Sang shook his head and wanted to push Fu Heng away.

Fu Heng thought he was holding on, and he used a lot of strength, "No, I have to go to the hospital."

"No..." Bai Sang burst into tears this time, sniffling, just trying to push the person away.

"Sister Bai, what's wrong with you?" Fu Heng was so worried that people would go crazy.

Bai Sang couldn't push the person away, so she could only cry and say: "Stay away from me, I'm blinded by the smell of onions on your hands."

Fu Heng, who was jumping anxiously just now:...

After the strong and pungent onion smell was gone, Bai Sang went to wash his face.

Only then did he stop crying.

But his eyes were still red, he was sniffling, and he looked very pitiful.

Fu Heng's delicate and handsome face was full of embarrassment. He lowered his head and continued chopping vegetables, not daring to look at Bai Sang at all.

Bai Sang leaned over, she raised her head and looked at the tall and straight bridge of her nose, her beautiful eyebrows, and her charming profile.

She feels that the villains in this world are the easiest to get close to.

Fu Heng became nervous as he suddenly approached.

I was chopping vegetables in my hand, but my hand was actually shaking slightly as I held the knife tightly.

The vegetables in the front are cut neatly and beautifully, but the sizes in the back row are inconsistent.

Anyone with a clear eye can see that Fu Heng was in a very confused mood at this time.

So he panicked even more, fearing that Bai Sang would see something.
Chapter completed!