Chapter 658: 658. Chapter 658: Childish Shangguan Yun 8

658. Chapter 658: Childish Shangguan Yun 8

But Shangguan seemed really poisoned, he immediately came over, pouncing on me like a hungry wolf, pressing me down and forcefully kissing me……

Finally, as Shangguan Yun wished, after the kiss, he proudly ate the noodles I bought for him, and after a bite he said: "Where did you buy this? It's so awful."

"I bought it right downstairs from your place. Even if you think it's awful, you have to eat it—I bought it, you said that whatever I buy you'll eat. If you dare not eat it, next time I'll see whether I buy you food or not; even if you starve to death at home, I won't even come take a look." I said fiercely.

Sigh, this Shangguan Yun kid is just too picky; nothing tastes good to him.

"All right, all right, I'll eat it, even if they put chili sauce in it." Shangguan Yun said with a wronged look.

While Shangguan Yun was eating, I saw the dirty clothes he had taken out from school beside him, pointed at the bag of dirty clothes and said: "Shangguan Yun, aren't you going to wash these clothes?"

"I'll just call the laundry company tomorrow to come pick it up and wash it; anyway, it's cheap." Shangguan Yun said while eating.

Saying that is so easy; maybe I've been influenced by Lao Ma lately—money is hard to earn, but this Shangguan Yun kid is just too wasteful.

We have a washing machine at home—just toss the clothes in and run a cycle, why bother sending them to a laundry company? The money just gets earned for nothing; honestly, I don't feel bad about it at all.

So I picked up Shangguan Yun's clothes and headed to the balcony where we wash clothes, opened the washing machine, added water, added detergent—the detergent clumped up and wouldn't come out; it looks like Shangguan Yun really hasn't washed his clothes for N long.

After I finally managed to toss the clothes into the washing machine, everything was settled, and I came back inside.

If my Lao Ma found out I came to Shangguanjia to help him wash his clothes and even brought him food, she'd definitely chop me up.

When I'm at home I can't even be bothered to wash my own clothes, yet I run over to his place to wash his for him—really unfilial, utterly unreasonable.

When I came back, Shangguan Yun had already finished eating, grabbed a napkin, wiped his mouth, put his arm around me and sat beside me, saying: "Honey, you're great—you washed my clothes."