Xia Ning did not eat too much for dinner. After Enoch was done, she put all the dishes away to the kitchen and started cleaning the dishes in the sink after she cleaned the dining table.
Xia Ning did not find any rubber gloves so she started to wash with her hands. But right before she put her hands into the water, her wrists were grabbed by someone behind her. The masculine scent overwhelmed her immediately. His low voice sounded right next to her ears. "No need for you to wash the dishes."
Xia Ning's body went stiff for a moment and she broke free of his hands as her body was leaning forward. She could imagine how flirtatious their bodies looked like right now. She said calmly, "I did not help with anything else so at least I should wash the dishes."
"I am just afraid that you will break my bowls," Qiao Yu replied.
