After being carried into the bathroom, Mu Keren's uninjured left hand was stuffed with a toothbrush that had been prepped with toothpaste.
As for the iron arm that encircled her waist and kept her petite body in the air, it never loosened its grip.
Mu Keren pursed her lips, originally wanting to say something. But in the end, she obediently put the toothbrush into her mouth and started brushing her tiny teeth.
When it was about time, Huang Qingtian handed her a cup filled with warm water for rinsing.
Mu Keren paused for a moment, then obediently rinsed her mouth, following his lead.
After she finished rinsing, Huang Qingtian swiftly rubbed a warm towel across her little face...
Throughout the process, Huang Qingtian's face was stern, and he didn't communicate with Mu Keren at all.
From the mirror above the washbasin, Mu Keren could see such a scene.
