"I'm used to it." Winston easily ripped the tree bark with the thickness of a finger and replied thoughtlessly.
He glanced at her. Even while seated, he was much taller than Bai Qingqing, so he only had to look up slightly to see her. Heart brimming with sweetness, he added internally: No matter how tiring the chores are, I don't find it tough so long as I can be with you.
In the past, he had also given his all to the old City of Beastmen, with which he had no important relations. Now, he was doing all this for his beloved, so all the more he should work harder.
Bai Qingqing glared at him helplessly. "Even then you ought to get used to giving yourself a break. Rest two days every seven days, okay?"
"Why?" Winston sharply noticed that Qingqing had naturally said "seven" and "two". Seems like those two numbers weren't randomly plucked from the sky.
