Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

"I'll help you tidy things up." The defending champion said solemnly.

"..." Lin Zhiyun, who had always helped the defending champion organize things in the past and present, felt a little suspicious that she had heard it wrong.

"He is also idle when he is idle, so he came here to help you clean up." Jiang Jian was surprised, and felt that although the defending champion had no experience, he still had some instincts.

"No, I can clean it up myself." How could Lin Zhiyun ask Wei Mian to do this for her.

"Why not? Isn't that what boyfriends are used to do? You should give him a chance to try." Jiang Jian pushed Wei Mian into it, and he was really happy to see Wei Mian courting women in his lifetime.

Lin Zhiyun doesn't have anything to tidy up now, just tidy up a little bit.

Defending rolled up his sleeves, rolled them up layer by layer, very neatly, then took out beige plastic gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands. He looked decent, but he didn't look like he was here for work, but rather like incense. After a homicide occurred in a film and television drama in the city, the situation when Sir came to check the scene.

"..." Lin Zhiyun shook her head, shaking this inexplicable thought out of her mind.

Lin Zhiyun saw that he was ready, and it would be a bit hypocritical to refuse, so she said, "Then you can clean the living room for me!"

Lin Zhiyun didn't dare to give him a rag, and directly took a clean towel for him to use as a rag.

"Do you know which floor Dr. Fang lives on?" Lin Zhiyun didn't know Dr. Fang's exact address yet, everything was arranged by the defending person.

"103 on the first floor." Wei Mian said.

"Then I'm going to say hello to Dr. Fang and Ah Xi, are you going?" Lin Zhiyun asked.

Wei Mian and Dr. Fang were not familiar with each other, so they rejected Lin Zhiyun's invitation.

Defending has also cleaned up the instruments himself in the laboratory, so even if he hasn't done these tasks, it doesn't mean he can't. He is very confident that he can do his best.

Jiang Jian sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, admiring Wei Mian doing housework.

Wei Mian wiped the table as if he was cleaning a laboratory instrument, with a serious and meticulous attitude, and he tried to clean every crevice.

The table in Lin Zhiyun's house was originally configured in this room, it is a bit old, and some places have cracked.

There are a lot of dirt and bacteria in these cracked gaps, and defending the crown can't be wiped clean with a rag.

He brought clean water from the bathroom, and found a toothbrush, and carefully scrubbed those seams.

"You don't have to be so particular, just wipe it clean. As you do, workers don't have to do other things for a day, just clean the table." Jiang Jian laughed at Wei Mian's stubbornness.

Defending the crown looked serious, he wanted to do this when he came to Lin Zhiyun's house before, but he still understood the basic etiquette, so he kept restraining himself.

But today he was going to clean it, so he naturally obeyed his own ideas and helped Lin Zhiyun clean it up.

Wei Mian wiped a table clean inside and out, and the table was almost peeled off by him.

"Suddenly I feel that you have the potential to be a good family man." Jiang Jian praised.

The defending champion ignored his ridicule and began to wipe some mixed things on the table.

Every thing, every crevice, he carefully wiped it clean, if he couldn't clean it once, he would wipe it a second time...

At least half of these things he didn't know why they were used and why they were placed in various places in the house.

He put away all the things he thought were useless, so that on the surface, they could be tidy.

As for the drawers, the owner was not there, and the defending champion hadn't opened them up.

"..." Jiang Jian was tired from reading, rubbing the space between his brows, "I take back what I said above."

If you really want to work like Wei Mian, you may not even be able to eat every day.

"People will dislike you for working like this." Jiang Jian reminded in a low voice.

Defending gave him a disgusted look, as if saying that those who don't work don't deserve to talk.

Jiang Jian sneered, got up and began to help, and he finished cleaning the living room.

Defending the frown is so frowning that it can kill flies. The coffee table that Jiang Jian wiped has dirty water stains on it; two of the six cups that were sorted out have patterns facing inwards, and none of them are facing outwards; there is no residue or garbage in the cracks of the sofa. After tidying it up, it was just covered with a sofa to whitewash the peace...

Wei Mian went to fix everything for him, and then looked at Jiang Jian contemptuously, "I am very suspicious now, have you cleaned the utensils in the experiment, have you tidied up the instruments."

"This is not a laboratory, as long as you can get by, you are so picky, do you still want to live a good life?

In your own home, you can do whatever you want. In other people's homes, if you are still like this, you will only be disgusting.

Can't Lin Zhiyun clean it up in front, and you clean it up after me? "Jiang Jian said.

"She won't be like you." Wei Mian had seen Lin Zhiyun clean the house neatly, so he had no objection.

"What about others?" Jiang Jian guessed that Wei Mian should have a filter for Lin Zhiyun, and no one would work like Wei Mian.

"..." Wei Mian fell silent, he knew that even if the living habits between Lin Zhiyun and him didn't need to be adjusted, it was because of the previous life.

But the habits of life between his and her family will definitely take some grinding.

For example, he couldn't understand the waste paper boxes and empty bottles in the corner of the living room and on the balcony, why Lin Zhiyun's mother put these things at home, didn't she think it took up space and was not clean?
Even if these things are sold for money, those things can't be sold for much money. With Lin Zhiyun's current ability, she doesn't need to save these things to sell them for money.

There's a lot of useless things in the house

"The cleaner you make it and the neater you tidy it up, the more it proves how much you disliked this place before, and how dirty and messy this place was." Jiang Jian sighed and reminded.

"..." Wei Mian stood at a loss, although he didn't say anything, but he was really uncomfortable.

The cleanliness in their eyes is not the same as the cleanliness in his life.

It was rare for Jiang Jian to see him so dazed, and he actually felt that defending the title had done a pretty good job.

At least based on his understanding of defending titles, defending titles will definitely not adapt to such an environment.

But the defending champion didn't show it, nor did he say anything embarrassing.

Change to the laboratory, try it, he can spray people to autism.

"Xiao Wei is here?" Duan Yuehua came out of the room, saw Wei Mian, and smiled.

Soon, Duan Yuehua found that the living room at home was like a different place. Not only was it cleaned, but also a lot of things seemed to be missing, even the bottles and paper shells she usually picked up were neatly packed in the corner of the balcony.

After tidying up to this extent, it was obvious that her daughter did not tidy it up.

Wei Mian quickly gave Jiang Jian the rag and gloves in his hand, "Jiang Jian was bored, so he helped clean up the living room."

Seeing that Wei Mian's face was not red and he was not out of breath, Jiang Jian blamed this on him, smiled angrily, and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I usually like to organize things."

"I didn't expect you, a boy, to be so good at tidying things?" It's just that the placement of things is a bit weird. If the thermos bottle is not on the coffee table, why put it at the kitchen door?Duan Yuehua thought to herself.

"It's just a hobby." Jiang Jian bluntly put the credit for defending the title on himself.

Defending was a little skeptical, whether what he just said was true.

"Where's Zhiyun?" Duan Yuehua was amused by him, the boy's hobby is quite cute.

"She went downstairs to visit Dr. Fang and the others," Wei Mian said.

"Doctor Fang lives downstairs?" Duan Yuehua knew that Dr. Fang would live in this building, but he didn't know which floor he lived in.

"Yes, they chose it themselves." Defending said.

"Xiaowei, did you really buy this building?" Duan Yuehua asked with a sigh.

"Some people don't sell, but they buy what they can," Wei Mian said.

"How much is this! You can't live in so many people, so are you going to rent out the empty house?" Duan Yuehua asked.