Chapter 878: Fear of misunderstanding

Chapter 878: Fear of Misunderstanding
Looking at Jiang Jindie as honest as a'domestic cat', Mu Fei was really'cool'.
Before, he always thought it would be quite boring to teach Jiang Jindie to practice boxing. He was very reluctant. But now it seems that this thing is not only boring, but the exact opposite-bullying this violent girl, but quite ‘happy’.
Looking at the powerful tigress in the past, but now with a smile in front of him to please, that sense of accomplishment, that pleasure is by no means a word that can be described in a few words.
But Mu Fei took the advantage and took the advantage, but he didn't'get out of his way' and forget the'right thing' here to teach Jiang Jindie to practice boxing.
But he was looking around. The room was full of garbage. How could there be a "vacant land" to practice for them.
‘Oh, no matter what is the reason for your pleading, you mean enough to me after all. That being the case, I can’t treat you wrong, just help you...’ Mu Fei thought helplessly.
But this guy Mu Fei can’t say good things, obviously he wants to help her, but the words they say are not so nice,
You talk about you, the name is very nice, very quiet, but your personality is completely incompatible with the name. Ah? Look, this room is dirty..."
Mu Fei pointed at Jiang Jindie and said, "If you want me to say, you shouldn't call it'Little Butterfly Butterfly', you should call it'Little Pig'!"
Hearing Mu Fei's nauseous name, Jiang Jindie's head had raised blue muscles, and the flesh on her face was twitching - she wanted to hit someone.
But because of Mu Fei's Yinwei, she still dared not to speak, but instead answered with a smile, "Yes, hee hee, you are right to criticize..."
"Haha, look at the person you called me a master, help you..." Mu Fei said, standing up and stretching his waist.
Then he pointed to the garbage in the room and commanded, "We have a clear division of labor. You pack these clothes and other useful things in the room. I will help you deal with the garbage and start cleaning now..."
"Hey?"
Hearing this, Jiang Jindie was stunned. She stretched out her long fingers and pointed to her nose. "You... are you going to help me... clean the room?"
"nonsense!"
Mu Fei glared at her angrily. "You look at your house, it looks like a pig's den. If you don't clean it up, is there room for us to practice boxing?"
"Oh……"
Jiang Jindie responded, pursing her mouth slightly, and whispered, "Aren't I just asking casually, as it is so fierce?"
"Okay, stop yelling, work hard!!"
Mu Fei ignored her complaint and urged, "Bring me the broom, the garbage bag, the bucket, the mop. Then you should go and pick up those dirty clothes, hurry up..."
"Oh, good..."
Jiang Jindie said, quickly stood up and went to'work' according to Mu Fei's arrangement.
Mu Fei High School has lived alone since the start, so doing housework such as ‘laundry and cooking’ and ‘cleaning the room’ is much better than the average peer. Although Xu Xiaomeng came to monopolize all housework and gave Mu Fei laziness, after all, he still had a solid foundation and should be satisfied with the situation in front of him.
After receiving the tools prepared by Jiang Jindie, Mu Fei was busy immediately. Jiang Jindie followed Mu Fei's instructions to clean up her dirty clothes.
When she picked up her super-sexy bellyband and sailor suit, she had just returned to her normal, pretty face, and there was a hint of blush again, "Today... shameful, big hair...hey?"
And at this moment, suddenly a guess appeared in her mind.
‘Wait a minute, this sees this kind of clothes in my house, wouldn’t it misunderstand me... It’s the kind of ‘silver chaos’, ‘always going to mess around’ woman? ’
Jiang Jindie didn't know what was going on. She thought that Mu Fei might have misunderstood herself, and suddenly her heartbeat accelerated slightly, making her nervous.
‘No, I can’t let him misunderstand. I’ll have to find an opportunity to explain it later.’ Jiang Jindie thought to herself.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
While Jiang Jindie was in a daze, Mu Fei's uncomfortable voice came, "It's not for you to pack your clothes, what are you doing stupidly?"
Seeing Mu Fei staring at the eyes, Jiang Jindie hurriedly started, and at the same time said with a smile, "Ah? No, nothing. I'm packing, I'm packing, hehe..."
Compared with Mu Fei's work, Jiang Jindie just packs up her clothes, so naturally it is much easier to do. Soon, she packed up the dirty clothes.
When the clothes were
thrown around
, she could not see anything. After this, she discovered that she actually packed five or six large plastic bags.
This shows how lazy Jiang Jindie is.
"Master, I'm going out..." Jiang Jindie said while wearing shoes.
Mu Fei looked at her bringing so many clothes out, wondering, "Hey wait, what are you doing?"
"Ok?"
Jiang Jindie blinked doubtfully and shook several large bags in his hand. "Of course I went to the laundry..."
"I……"
Mu Fei was helpless. He wondered now, is this guy in front of him really a woman?
Not to mention women, even among men, I am afraid that I can't find a few lazier than her.
"I have my own hands and feet to send a fart laundry?" Mu Fei scolded.
Jiang Jindie was embarrassed again, she scratched her face twice, "But...but I can't wash clothes..."
"I lean, can't you even wash clothes? You can't wash, can't you learn?"
Mu Fei said, he walked over, snatched a bag from Jiang Jindie, and flipped it inside, "Look, these outerwear, cotton trousers, you just send them to the dry cleaner to wash. Just like this Putting on shirts, t-shirts, throwing them in the washing machine and it’ll be done in a hurry, won’t you? All delivered to the laundry, how much money? Hey wait, what is this...
Mu Fei was even more depressed when he saw the contents of the bag. "I wiped it. You even sent underwear and underwear to the dry cleaners? Did you make a mistake?"
Hearing Mu Fei's words, Jiang Jindie blinked his eyes in doubt, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Don't you know that most dry cleaners don't classify clothes?"
"Think about it, your underwear, and some stinky socks and stinky of some big-footed men, wash in the same basin..."
"After washing, do you wear it again? Isn't it your body that makes indirect contact with the body of those big-footed men? I ask you, are you sick?"
"Uh..." After listening to Mu Fei's words so seriously, Jiang Jindie was trembling suddenly.
Girls love cleanliness, she didn't think too much before, and that's it. Today, Mu Fei said that she even had a vomiting heart, and the whole body was like a little bug crawling, which was very uncomfortable.
"Okay, so disgusting, I don't want those clothes anymore..." Jiang Jindie was about to throw.
"Don't throw away..."
Mu Fei hurriedly grabbed her hand to stop her, "This time, wash it again. It won't hurt to wear it after washing it. I have seen the prostitute, I have never seen you so prone. If anyone marries you, that person is really down. It's moldy..."
Mu Fei said helplessly that he could only tear the bags apart and help her sort the clothes one by one.
"This kind of outer wear, thick, and cotton clothes can be cleaned in the laundry..."
"The rest is divided into two categories, like underwear and underwear, which are worn close to the body, they need to be washed by hand, because hand washing is relatively clean. Others can be stirred by a washing machine..."
Mu Fei gave her two demonstrations, then put the remaining clothes into her hands and asked, "Have you learned?"
"Hmm..." Jiang Jindie nodded again and again.
"Go ahead and do it if you learn, what are you waiting for?"
After listening to Mu Fei's words, Jiang Jindie went to work without saying anything to prevent training.
...
After more than an hour, the room was finally cleaned up almost—even Mu Fei had to clean up for more than an hour, which showed how messy and messy the house was.
"My God~~"
Jiang Jindie, who came out of the bathroom after washing his clothes, stared at his new room with wide eyes.
"No? This...this, this, this is really my home? So clean..."
It is not surprising that Jiang Jindie is surprised. In her impression, since she lived in this house many years ago, it has never been so clean here.
‘Unexpectedly, this guy is a boy, he has quite a set of chores, hee hee...’ Jiang Jindie feels impressed by Mu Fei.
Finally, after finishing his work, Mu Fei leaned on the sofa and felt a cigarette to bite in his mouth.
"I'm optimistic about what the house is like and keep it. If I teach you to practice boxing next week and it's like a pig's den, be careful of your ass..." Mu Fei threatened Jiang Jindie.
After he finished speaking, he extended his slap and gestured twice.
Jiang Jindie looked at Mu Fei's movements and was startled. He almost turned his back to the back with a conditionally responsive handle, which was guarded.
"Hey, Master, I know. I will try not to mess up this room and cherish the fruits of your labor..." she replied with a smile.
And she saw that Mu Fei was about to light a cigarette, and hurriedly touched the lighter, "I'm coming, I'm coming..."
She said, ‘clap’ and lit up and handed it to Mu Feiyan.
Looking at Jiang Jindie's diligence, Mu Fei really felt'cool and crooked'.
"Hoo~~Your clothes are all done?" Mu Fei asked.
"Not much difference." Jiang Jindie nodded.
"Well, when I finish smoking this cigarette, I will teach you that boxing..." Mu Fei said.
"Okay..."
Jiang Jindie nodded his head twice~EbookFREE.me~ Then he turned around, "Master, I have something to tell you..."
"Ok?"
Mu Fei didn't know what she was selling, and urged, "Don't sell it, just speak straight."
I saw Jiang Jindie's embarrassed look and explained, "Just...that is, you saw those two underwear...not like you think..."
"That was April Fool's Day this year. My two sisters teased me and bought it for me. And I looked pretty fresh, so I put on a smelly... actually... actually..."
Jiang Jindie said that his face was redder, and finally whispered, "Actually... I haven't even talked about my boyfriend..."
After saying this, Jiang Jindie himself wanted to slap himself.
‘Jiang Jindie, you explain it when you explain it. Why do you have to emphasize that you don’t have a boyfriend? This... this is not superfluous...’