She folded his clothes neatly, then rested her head and silently watched him. Shen Chi was indeed a sight to behold, endlessly captivating no matter how long she looked.
After a while, she stretched out her hand, as if to catch the sunlight spilling in from the window.
"Shen Chi," she pouted, twirling her fingers, deliberately asking, "Do my hands look clean to you?"
Shen Chi squinted his eyes and indeed took a glance.
However, just with that one look, he understood what she meant—her hands were without an engagement ring!
He purposefully looked straight ahead, not paying her much attention, and casually said, "Quite clean."
Xu Chaomu was irritated, "Don't you think they are too clean?"
"Is that so? Then you can work when you get back," Shen Chi replied.
"Forget it, I don't want to deal with you anymore," Xu Chaomu always felt he did it on purpose.
Shen Chi innocently said, "Isn't what I said correct?"
"Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me!" Xu Chaomu warned him.
