Interstellar Wife Rong Hugui

Chapter 38

Luo Bi was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head and laughed while thinking for a moment, coughing while laughing, her stove is so good!She didn't take anything to dirty herself, she would admire herself.

Guan Zhuting was tidying up the living room when she was startled by the explosion and ran upstairs to find the study.The whole study room was already unreadable, it was dark everywhere, and a smell of mush came over her face, Guan Zhuting covered her mouth and nose: "Cough, cough, what's wrong?"

Luo Bi was still laughing: "I fried the stove." It's amazing to think about it, but she actually fried the stove?
"Go outside, it's too choking." Guan Zhuting withdrew to find tools to clean the study.

Luo Bi went out with a smile, and stood outside the door for a while, feeling that the smell of the paste was almost gone, and went in to clean up the study with Guan Zhuting, it would be great if her house had a domestic robot.

Luo Bi first moved the Lingzhi Medicine Cauldron to her room, and when she came back, she heard Guan Zhuting say to her: "It's too dirty, don't do it, there's dust everywhere."

Luo Bi really didn't want to sweep the ashes, so Guan Zhuting drove her away, so she simply went back to her room to take a shower and change clothes.

After taking a shower, Luo Bi ran to the door of the study with a clean body and probed: "How is it? Is it easy to clean?"

Guan Zhuting covered her mouth and nose and waved her hands: "Get out."

Luo Bi wandered downstairs with nothing to do, and when she heard the doorbell, she looked through the video on the door, and it was Luo Yan.He turned around and took a glass of water, and drank it slowly while listening to the doorbell ringing.

Luo Yan stomped her feet outside the courtyard gate: "Grandfather, no one answered." After speaking, she continued pressing desperately.

The tall man surrounded by several guards looked inside, hesitantly asked: "Is there no one?"

"Probably not." Luo Feifan was also uncertain, and clicked on the number to call Luo Bi.

Robbie glanced at the number displayed on the terminal, sneered, drank water and let the communication keep ringing.

Guan Zhuting came down from upstairs, her face was covered with a little dust: "Who's here? I heard someone ring the doorbell when I was upstairs."

"Who else? My grandfather and Luo Yan, probably for the sake of letting me be the assistant of the Qishi." Luo Bi looked annoyed.

Guan Zhuting didn't have a good impression of these two people, so she went to the bathroom to clean up and said, "It's not good if you don't open the door all the time! I'll go and open the door."

Only when Guan Zhuting opened the courtyard door did she find that besides Luo Feifan, his grandfather and grandson, there was also a group of Zhihuangxing consuls.Luo Feifan looked at her and said in a deep voice, "It took so long to open the door, what are you doing at home?"

It's not a good thing to say carefully, Guan Zhuting lowered her eyes and said lightly: "Clean the room."

In front of the consul, Luo Feifei didn't want to embarrass Guan Zhuting, so he greeted the consul Pei Jing to enter the room: "The consul, please."

A step behind and asked Guan Zhuting: "Is Luo Bi at home? Why didn't you answer her call?"

Guan Zhuting said: "I'm not sure, she's in the living room."

Luo Yan stepped into the living room, took a few breaths to suppress her anger, and asked Luo Bi who had put down the water glass and stood up: "You are really at home, it's fine if you don't open the door, why don't you even answer your grandfather's communication, what do you mean?"

Robbie couldn't see her, so naturally she didn't bother to talk to her.

Luo Feifan showed displeasure: "Luo Bi hasn't served tea to the consul yet."

"Where is the tea? I'm going to make tea." Luo Yan wanted to show off in front of the consul, and asked Guan Zhuting for tea before Luo Bi could move.

Guan Zhuting entered the kitchen, Luo Yan was wearing a light green lace dress today, the hem was too long and dragged the floor, she held the skirt in one hand, turned around and followed in like a butterfly.

(End of this chapter)