When the two returned to the western-style building, Uncle Bin was waiting on the side.

As in the past, Uncle Bin prepared hot towels for the two immediately.

After receiving the towel, he told Uncle Bin: "I will eat dinner later. First, help me prepare the iron and shelf for ironing my clothes."

Then, he grabbed Lu Dingning's hand and walked towards the cloakroom of the western-style building.

"Which one do you want me to iron?" Lu Dingning asked, looking at the rows of suits and shirts in Zong Jize's cloakroom.

In fact, for a novice, it would be nice to be able to iron a piece of clothing.

But she didn't expect that Zong Jize's answer was: "It's all hot."

"Isn't it?" In Lu Dingning's view, a hot one made her a headache.

Zong Jize still wants her to iron all the clothes in the cloakroom?

"You promised me." Zong Jize said concisely.

In fact, Zong Jize’s idea is to iron one piece?

He was thinking about putting on the clothes that Lu Dingning personally ironed for him every day.

"Or, let's just fight and iron the clothes if we lose." Hearing that all the clothes in the cloakroom should be ironed, Lu Dingning's whole body is not good!

So she simply broke the jar and asked this.

"Or else, just the shirt?" Zong Jize stepped forward and said helplessly, holding her hand.

His little girlfriend is really different from those coquettish **** outside.

When others heard that there was so much work to be done, they were usually acting like a baby, but when she got to Lu Dingning's side, she wanted to solve it with her fist.

"This can still be considered." Although Zong Jize has a lot of shirts, at least it is much less than the clothes and pants in the entire cloakroom.

Just as Lu Dingning was staring at the clothes thoughtfully, Uncle Bin took the iron and rack for ironing the clothes according to Zong Jize's orders.

"Or, let me do it." After finishing everything, Uncle Bin stood on the side and said with a smile.

In fact, Uncle Bin didn't understand why Zong Jize suddenly wanted Lu Dingning to iron his clothes on a whim. Could it be that he disliked his troubles.

Moreover, Lu Dingning last time the kitchen on this floor burned to trigger the fire alarm device. Uncle Bin hasn't forgotten it. Just recalling that, Uncle Bin feels his scalp numb.

Let Lu Dingning touch these things again, Uncle Bin was still worried that she would burn the house again.

When Lu Dingning heard what Uncle Bin said, he really wanted to agree.

After all, after making a quick-frozen dumpling can trigger the fire alarm last time, Lu Dingning didn't have much confidence in himself.

But just as Lu Dingning smiled at Uncle Bin and was about to respond, Zong Jize first said, "Uncle Bin, there is nothing for you here. Go to the yard and prepare a barbecue. We will go and eat soon after we finish it. . By the way, remember to prepare eggplant."

Lu Dingning's favorite food is eggplant.

"Well, you will call me later if you have any needs." Uncle Bin was rejected by Zong Jize and left the cloakroom.

Seeing that the last life-saving straw was sent away by Zong Jize, Lu Dingning could only accept his fate and command Zong Jize: "Go get those shirts."

"Okay..." Probably he was really looking forward to putting on the clothes she had ironed by herself, but Zong Jize was very refreshed, and after a moment he turned around and went to the closet to fetch his shirt.

So Lu Dingning started her performance.

Will is a designer.

When in F country, Lu Dingning was often called to be his model.

In Will's private studio, there are often clothes that are prone to wrinkles that require a little treatment.

Therefore, Lu Dingning is no stranger to the process of ironing clothes.

No, she put her clothes on the shelf very well.

Then, she used the heated electric iron.

In the beginning, the picture was pretty good.

But Lu Dingning lost his temper because Zong Jize had been staring at her, causing her to forget to move the electric iron in her hand.

Soon, a smell of burning radiated from her electric iron.

When Lu Dingning realized this, when he moved the iron away, he saw that the white shirt she had put on just now had an obvious burnt yellow iron mark.

Lu Dingning, who stared at the mark for a long time, scratched his ink hair a little embarrassingly.

"The quality of your clothes is not very good, it doesn't get very hot... You go get another one for me."

In fact, the problem is not the clothes.

The clothes on Zong Jize belong to the kind that does not have a luxury logo, but these clothes can obviously fit his lines. The texture of the clothes is still very good.

These are what people often call private customized money.

Such clothes are much more expensive than luxury goods on the market, and naturally there is no quality problem mentioned by Lu Dingning just now.

Lu Dingning, who grew up in the Smith family, is no stranger to such a design.

As for why she said that, isn't she trying to find some face for herself?

Fortunately, Zong Jize had no objections, and soon took another one.

But it is a pity that although this shirt is not white that is easy to burn marks, but because Lu Dingning took the call from Ruan Xiyuan during the ironing process, he forgot to remove the electric iron...

Well, when she finished the call, there was already a big hole in the chest of the shirt.

Staring at the big hole for a long time, Lu Dingning touched the tip of his itchy nose in a rather embarrassing manner, and then said: "This is to blame Xi Yuan. I'll beat him up for you tomorrow!"

Of course, the pot is going to be pushed to Ruan Xiyuan, who told him to call in just now?

As for Ruan Xiyuan, who was unilaterally decided to be beaten without knowing it, sneezed several times in a row.

"Fuck, isn't it the girl who has a crush on me thinking of me?" Ruan Xiyuan, who didn't know that he was going to be beaten by the fat tomorrow, was still intoxicated in his dreams.

On Zong Jize's side, he put on another shirt again very calmly...

Zong Jize currently has about twenty shirts in the cloakroom.

But after being scalded one by one by Lu Dingning, only three were left.

And among these three, there is also a light blue one with an electric iron mark on it, but it is not very obvious.

"These three pieces are pretty good for me."

Standing in front of the pile of shirts that had been scalded by her and throwing them on one side at random, Lu Dingning was quite calm and calm.

Finally, as soon as she finished speaking, Zong Jize suddenly walked over.

Seeing that he was approaching suddenly, Lu Dingning said: "Hey, just say it if you have something to say, don't get so close."

You asked Lu Dingning why she was suddenly uncomfortable with her approach, and she was not so uneasy when ordinary people hugged her?

That's not because she really burned a lot of shirts today, a little guilty, and some worried that Zong Jize would take the opportunity to retaliate against her.