"But, you don't..." Fang Zhihan replied.
Yu Gangan choked a little as she said unwillingly, "How about this? You help me and I'll agree to one of your requests."
Fang Zhihan's slightly smiling eyes twinkled as his lips curved upwards, "I'm used to changing my bedsheets every 3 days."
Yu Gangan was a little taken aback, "Huh? Must you be that clean? New bedsheets every 3 days? The bedsheets aren't even dirty yet."
"Call a taxi, then," Fang Zhihan said calmly as he brushed Yu Gangan's hand away.
Yu Gangan grabbed onto his shirt again. "OK OK OK, I'll change it for you every 3 days," she said in a compromising manner.
"The cleaning at home..." Fang Zhihan added.
"I'll do it."
"And dinner..."
"I'll make it."
