"Bro! Why did you just leave!" He Zhilan complained a little, she waved her hand in front of He Teng, "I can't wash my face! This morning, I just dabbed some water on a tissue and went out."
He Teng walked over and lowered his eyes to look at the towel He Zhilan was hanging from her finger. He teased in a soft voice, "I really don't know whether Dad fixed me up with a wife or a daughter."
He Zhilan pouted and glared at He Teng, then threw the towel in her hand at him, clearing the way. After all, she was semi-disabled at the moment. She had to put up with his mockery, right?
He Teng seemed reluctant to tease, but after catching the towel, he went in and wrung it out, then placed the towel directly on He Zhilan's face and began wiping it for her.
"Oh~ My God, it's so cold!" He Zhilan shivered at the temperature of the towel, her teeth had been chattering from the cold while brushing her teeth earlier, and now washing her face was even colder.
