Thinking it over, Yan Junze felt that resting at Xiang Er's place would be more reliable.
When he entered the rental, Xiang Er was sitting on the bed, scrolling through the news on her phone.
This woman never slept, and was always looking for things to do; Yan Junze no longer had to do laundry. He'd change at school and bring his clothes over in a big bag for Xiang Er to take care of.
Not only that, but she had also volunteered to wash all of Huahua's clothes.
Anyway, there was a washing machine here and half the room could be used to hang clothes, which was very convenient.
After entering the room, Yan Junze looked up and saw that his clothes had already been washed, exuding the fresh scent of laundry detergent; not only that, but there were also Xiang Er's clothes hanging in the room.
