Emperor Quan couldn't help but laugh and cry, "I never said I wouldn't wash, what are you rushing for?"
Curling her lips, Zhan Se glared at him and turned to look for Thirteen. She felt slightly strange about this kind of conversation that seemed to belong between an ordinary couple. It was awkward and weird in an indescribable way. Nevertheless, she was somewhat surprised that the stinky man agreed so readily to wash the dishes.
Well, it was not too bad a deal, after all.
After all, tonight he cooked, washed the dishes, and even cleaned up; it was like indirectly taking care of him for once.
When Zhan Se arrived, Quan Thirteen was at the computer, playing the "Need for Speed" game.
He was wearing a pair of blue headphones, swaying his round little head back and forth along with the drifting cars on the screen, muttering non-stop with an expression of sheer happiness.
She felt relieved again.
