Cheng Fei'er woke up in the morning and walked out of the bedroom, only to find Ye Feng washing clothes in the bathroom.
"What time did you come back last night?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes. Her hair was messy like a chicken nest.
"It was almost twelve? I saw that you were already asleep, so I didn't wake you up." Ye Feng hung up his washed clothes and wiped his wet hands on his body.
"Not bad. Why are you so diligent today? It's as if you're a different person," Cheng Fei'er teased. This guy usually let her wash his clothes, and even said that this was what a secretary like her should do.
"I can't help it. Who asked me to have a lazy secretary like you? I can only do it myself," Ye Feng joked. The main reason was that these clothes were a little smelly, and it was not convenient to give them to others.
Cheng Fei'er was about to tease him a little more when her gaze suddenly landed on his face. "Huh? It's as if you're really a different person."
