After Qiao Anan got home, she put down her things, took Luo Beiyuan's key, and came to his house. Qiao Anan didn't come here to do bad things. She rolled up her sleeves, first cleaned up the breakfast on the table, and then found a mop, and began to mop the floor, wipe the tables, chairs and armrests.

After tidying up for an entire hour, Joan Ann's waist and legs were about to be broken, and her arms were sore and numb.

This man's home is... too big.

The three-story duplex is like a big villa.

Joan Ann wiped the hot sweat that was about to drip, her chest and back were also wet, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

She had no choice but to pour a glass of water to drink. She dared not go into the man's master bedroom, but the guest room mopped and wiped it.

Qiao An felt that if she exercised like this every day, she might become thin like a lightning bolt.

Just when Qiao Anan finished tidying up the room and was about to leave, she didn't check the time. It happened to be the time when the man got off work.

The door was opened, and the tall body walked in with heavy steps. After changing shoes at the entrance, he saw a girl standing in the living room dumbfounded.

"Mr. Luo, you are back. I have cleaned the house. You can see if you are satisfied."

Joan Ann made a low-pitched gesture that a nanny should have.

What attracts Luo Beiyuan is not the bright and clean floor that can be used as a mirror. He stared straight at Joan An's body. She seemed to be picked up from the water. A single T-shirt on her body was already soaked, sticking to her fair skin, outlining her plump outline, her long hair was casually tied behind her head, and a few strands stuck to her fair face. A pair of watery eyes, red lips and white teeth, the whole person gave an indescribable allure, but She herself didn't seem to notice this.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Luo Beiyuan stared at her for a while, then said in a low voice.

"No, it's not hard. This is what I should do. You have helped me a lot."

Qiao Anan suddenly felt that the man's concern made her legs no longer sore, her waist no longer hurt, and her hands no longer numb. It's strange, does she like being cared about so much?

"Go down and take a shower, and come up for dinner later. I asked my assistant to buy ingredients for lunch."

Luo Beiyuan said with an indifferent expression.

"No, you don't need to be so troublesome. I can just eat whatever I want at night."

Joan Ann shook her hand in fright, she really didn't want to trouble this man anymore.

"Do you dislike my cooking skills?"

The man narrowed his eyes, staring at her and asking.

"No, how dare I..." "Since you can't, then come here."

The man interrupted her confidently, took off his coat, sat gracefully on the sofa, and continued to stare at her.

Qiao Anan felt uncomfortable when he looked at her. When she lowered her head, she realized that there seemed to be no difference between wearing the T-shirt on her body and not wearing it. She let out a low cry in fright, and quickly hugged herself with both hands and ran out the door.

Luo Beiyuan let out a low laugh, the woman who knew it later was really cute.

Joan Ann returned to her home like a gust of wind. She looked at her drenched clothes and was very annoyed. Did the man even see the color of her underwear clearly just now?

God, it's such a shame, next time she can't wear such thin clothes to work.

But working is tiring and hot, so wearing thick clothes will make you suffer even more.

Joan Ann took a shower, changed into a set of casual clothes, sat on the sofa, and didn't know whether to go upstairs for dinner. JrNovels.com