When Song Yan heard this, she said nothing and refused without saying anything: "What's the point? Ye Jue is my partner, my partner sleeps in your bed in your room? What's the matter like when it's heard? Ye Jue, wait, I'll clean up the bed. Your face doesn't look good. Let's take a break, and I'll call you after lunch."

When Song Yan put down the watermelon skin, stood up, and prepared to clean up the messy clothes on the bed, Ye Jue's wrist was grabbed.

Ye Jue just felt that the wound was a little painful, but it was not that pretentious and could still hold on.

Besides, Song Yan, the silly girl, seemed to have forgotten one thing. She, an unmarried girl, gave her bed out for him to sleep with, which was not nice!

There is also a Song Yimin here who is not upright. She turned around and ran out to tell outsiders that Song Yan was frivolous and unrespectful, wouldn’t that defeat her reputation?

Although the two of them are going to get married soon, they are not yet married yet.

"No, I'm fine." Ye Jue pulled her and asked her to sit down.

She sat back on the wooden stool and bit her lips to look at Ye Jue. She saw that Ye Jue's lips looked a little pale and her complexion was not very good.

I have been paying attention to my own affairs just now and ignored him too much.

I don’t know if the injury is serious, what is injured, and why I was injured!

"Are you really okay?" Song Yan asked.

Ye Jue nodded, then he turned his head slightly and said to Song Yimin, who was sitting next to Song Yan's right hand: "I'm fine. If you are busy, go out and help first."

A cold sentence reveals a strong desire to expel the courtesy.

Song Yimin's hands placed on her thighs tightened slightly, and nodded with a smile on her face and said, "I'm just about to help Da Yan get the things on the bed, so I won't disturb you, right?"

Ye Jue frowned.

Song Yan also frowned.

Ignore the early and ignore the late, but at this time, Song Yimin can really do it.

However, since she likes to sort out at this time, Song Yan will not refuse.

Song Yan smiled and shook her head: "No, if you have time, then help me get it done now."

"Okay, I'll help you clean up the things in your room. Look, there's so much garbage stored under your bed. I'll help you clean them out later. You haven't washed your quilts for a winter. After cleaning up the room later, I'll help you take it out and wash it."

In order to show his diligence in front of Ye Jue, Song Yimin took over the work that Song Yan should do in the house, and also secretly revealed to Ye Jue from his words that Song Yan is a lazy girl.

In this era, isn’t the one who pays attention to diligence?

Wifes are diligent in checking, and husbands can be less concerned. People like Ye Jue should have a wife who can go out of the hall and go into the kitchen.

But Ye Jue didn't care about Song Yimin's words at all.

A cunning light flashed through Song Yan's eyes, and she nodded and said, "It's better to have a sister. I will help clean the room. Brother Ye Jue, my room will be messy. If it weren't for the grandma's words, I would be embarrassed to bring you in and sit down."

"It's great not to be messed up." Ye Jue touched her head, his tone full of doting.

When Song Yimin heard these four words, he almost didn't vomit blood.

Song Yan has been helping with housework for many years, so she has no time to take care of her room.

Moreover, her room was often piled up by her mother, and it looked messy. Ye Jue's eyes were so vague that he actually saw it as if he was not messy.

Song Yimin picked up the clothes piled on the bed, folded them and said, "Brother Ye Jue, Yan'er is not well-managed in life, so you should be more tolerant in the future."

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