"Do whatever needs to be done," He Jingyao said lazily as he wiped the sweat from her forehead, his gaze deepening, "Or, would you like to do it again?"
Su Zixi frantically shook her head and pushed him with a reddened face, "You... you put on your clothes first..."
...
Although everything was a mess, fortunately, Su Zixi pulled out a pack of tissues from her pocket.
She was moved to tears.
Master He, who usually had uncontrollable fits of cleanliness, was now surprisingly easy to deal with. Su Zixi picked up his clothes, dusted them off, and handed them to him. He frowned but eventually put them on.
Thus, a man satisfied was a hundred times more amenable than usual... Su Zixi couldn't help but think.
Once he was appropriately dressed, ignoring the dust on his clothes, he looked impeccably neat again, adding his gentle gaze and the smile on his lips, no one could guess what good deeds he had just done!
