Lin Xuanze very reluctantly put the bowls and chopsticks into the dish cabinet to be sterilized before wiping the sink dry.
Everything was neat and spotlessly clean, as if to say to Yun Yue, "See, I told you I could do housework! Look how well I did!"
Yun Yue raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of sparkling water that fizzed delicately in her mouth, sweetly surprised that he had managed the household chores, and managed them quite well.
Lin Xuanze strutted like a proud peacock as he took off his apron, washed his hands, and hummed as he passed by her, intending to go upstairs but then he hesitated and came back.
With his height of six feet standing in front of her, he eyed her bandaged head and smirked, "The doctor said you can't wash your hair for a week, so Mom told me to keep an eye on you. If you dare wash it, I'll immediately tell..." tell Mom.
Then he thought about it and felt like telling Mom might be useless.
