Chapter 1915 Uncle Rong

Jun Liao felt that she was almost out of breath, although she didn't feel that she ate too much when she ate.

But when I stood up, I couldn't breathe.

Rong Chen glanced at her, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.

Looking at his back, Jun Liao couldn't help but think, in fact, he still has a conscience.

After a while, Rong Chen had a few more dirty clothes in his hands, and threw them directly on Jun Liao: "I'm going to wash it."

"Do you still have humanity?" Jun Liao was so depressed that he almost jumped on the sofa and committed suicide.

Rong Chen ignored her and tidied up the house.

Jun Liao didn't stay idle when he saw him. Looking at the room, it really seemed that she had messed it up...

Well, although she didn't seem to feel confused.

But it looked like it was messier than when she first moved in.

After resigning himself to his fate, the gentleman got up and went to the bathroom to wash his clothes, separated the white shirt from his trousers, and muttered while washing: "Let's take care of you... you will enslave me if you eat two meals of rice, you stupid son of the landlord's family." , just wash it..."

Rong Chen was mopping the floor in the living room, he couldn't quite hear what she was muttering, but he could guess that it was not a good thing.

The two were busy for more than two hours, and the whole house became spotless.

You almost lay down on the floor tiles and rubbed your face with your face.

Rong Chen must be a clean freak, the floor tiles are cleaner than her face...

The coffee table was neat and tidy, even the petals and leaves seemed to have been cleaned.

What a horrible clean man.

After washing the clothes for a long time, I was too tired even when I was tired, but I couldn't bear it at all.

She leaned on the sofa to recover the dead body.

Rong Chen was still cleaning.

He went back and forth a few more times, and it was not over until he took a shower.

Seeing him sitting down, Jun Liao knelt down on the sofa, grabbed the towel and wiped his hair.

Rong Chen was also polite, and let her wait on him with his eyes closed.

Seeing the man in front of him looking leisurely and content, Jun waved his fist angrily.

This man really treats her like a servant!

Rong Chen lowered his eyes and fell asleep.

The woman's little hand fell gently on top of his head through the bath towel, feeling indescribably comfortable.

She took a bath before him, and her body had a faint fruity fragrance, and some smells similar to his, mixed together, it became another kind of fragrance, clean and sweet.

After rubbing for a long time, my hair is already half dry.

"Okay, Master Rong!" Jun said in a doggy manner.

Rong Chen opened his eyes and said, "Blow dry."

"Hey!" After finishing speaking, Jun Liao jumped off the sofa to get the hair dryer.

When he came back again, he stood directly behind the sofa, with one small hand running through his soft hair, and the other small hand was blowing vigorously with the hair dryer.

With the warm wind and the girl's soft fingers, Rong Chen narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Jun Liao looked at his expression and said, "Master Rong, can you see that I am so cute and cute... Don't blame Xu Yuankai for this accident..."

Rong Chen's expression didn't change, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"This way." Rong Chen pointed to the side she missed.

"Yes." Jun Liao quickly responded.

After the man's hair dried, Rong Chen still didn't respond to her about Xu Yuankai.

In fact, what Jun Liao thought was very simple, even if Rong's hospital didn't want him, he was talented and learned, and he would definitely find another way out.

But if this accident is recorded in files and computers, then no matter whether the Rong family says it or not, the famous hospital probably won't want him.

After all, social medical malpractice and doctor-patient relationship are the hot spots of social concern.

I don't want him to end like this.