Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 136: Autism x Autism
Early the next morning, Qin Zhou asked his driver to bring him new clothes, and also asked him to bring a pair of sheets.

He took a quick shower and changed clothes, then went downstairs to buy breakfast.

When Wen Zhiyi woke up, he found that there was already warm porridge on the table, and Qin Zhou was clacking away at something with his laptop.

Seeing her get up, Qin Zhou's eyes lit up: "Zhiyi, good morning."

Wen Zhiyi hummed, inexplicably feeling that his appearance resembled Sui Yu back then.

She had a faint guess in her heart, but she didn't say anything, she just bent her eyes and responded, "Good morning."

She got up again and limped to the bathroom to wash up. Seeing her awkward movements, Qin Zhou seemed to come over to help her, but Wen Zhiyi refused.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Qin Zhou was stunned for a moment, and the tips of his ears were filled with lingering pink, and he sat back helplessly.

Wen Zhiyi took the clothes to take a bath by the way, and after she finished washing, she walked out of the bathroom and found that Qin Zhou had already changed the sheets.

The new bed sheet was made of gold silk and satin, and it looked very comfortable. Wen Zhiyi walked over and touched it, and it was indeed a valuable material.

Seeing her unhurried movements, Qin Zhou looked a little anxious: "Hurry up and have breakfast, it's getting cold."

Wen Zhiyi sighed softly in his heart that he couldn't hide his attributes as a wife, and walked over obediently.

The temperature of the porridge is actually just right, neither hot nor cold, allowing Wen Zhiyi to perfectly taste its most authentic texture and taste.

Wen Zhiyi narrowed his eyes comfortably, and gave Qin Zhou a thumbs up generously: "It's delicious."

Qin Zhou also waited for Wen Zhiyi to move his chopsticks, and only started eating when he saw her eating. Hearing Wen Zhiyi's praise, he bowed his head and smiled shyly.

"I'll buy it for you tomorrow too."

Wen Zhiyi knew Qin Zhou well, and knew that he was definitely not the kind of person who would casually coax people into making big cakes, and he really took it to heart when he said what he was going to do.

"Zhiyi, are you still going to the bar tonight?"

Qin Zhou hesitated to ask, but Wen Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment, and deliberately said, "Go."

Qin Zhou gave a soft ah: "But your feet..."

Wen Zhiyi: "It's okay, it's a small injury, just put a Band-Aid on it and it'll be fine."

Qin Zhou didn't answer, and after a while he said again: "I'll give you a month's money, don't go, okay?"

Wen Zhiyi couldn't help laughing, and deliberately teased him: "Why?"

"Because I don't want to see you suffer, and..."

When Qin Zhou said this, his tone paused, and Wen Zhiyi had a bad premonition.

"And you are very qio..."

"Okay, I see, you can transfer the money, I won't go to work."

Wen Zhiyi quickly interrupted, and dug a spoonful of porridge from his own bowl and handed it to Qin Zhou, stopping his unspoken words.

Qin Zhou stared at the porridge in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment, but his attention was diverted.

The tips of his ears turned red for no reason, and he seemed embarrassed, but he obediently lowered his head and drank the porridge Wen Zhiyi handed over, and finally even stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly.

After he finished drinking, Wen Zhiyi later realized that he was a bit of a clean freak, and said angrily, "I'm sorry."

Qin Zhou was shy: "It's okay."

After the two finished their porridge, Qin Zhou packed up his things, and then actively rolled up his sleeves to wash the sheets that had been replaced.

Wen Zhiyi was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I can send it to the laundry room."

Qin Zhou shook his head: "I like washing."

But he said yesterday that he hadn't washed anything before, Wen Zhiyi was silent, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

(End of this chapter)