"Zhou Jin'an, put me down."
"What are you trying to do?"
Qiao En panicked, struggling desperately.
But Zhou Jin'an held her tightly, refusing to let go, her wild slaps landing on his chest, but his steps quickened even more.
"Yun sister, you've been tired all day, rest for a while, it was my fault, I'll go clean up the house."
He gently laid Qiao En on the bed, and tenderly pulled the quilt over her.
He was submissive, looking at Qiao En in a pleasing manner.
"Yun sister, you sleep for a while, and when you wake up, I'll definitely have the house cleaned."
Having said that, Zhou Jin'an quickly left the bedroom, even closing the door behind him.
Soon, a flurry of activity could be heard from the other room.
Qiao En had intended to get up, but she was just too tired; her body ached as if it had fallen apart.
Her heavy eyelids made it impossible to get up, she merely closed her eyes for a moment, but unexpectedly fell asleep.
"Bang!"
