Mo Shichen made a lot of dishes. Dinner was a bit late, it was almost eight o’clock, but the dishes were very rich and the taste was much better than Wen Yi’s thought. After eating, he was in a good mood.
After the meal, Wen Yi looked at him and said in a stretched tone, “I don’t know how to wash dishes, and I haven’t cleaned the kitchen much.”
The time she moved here was not long, and the kitchen was barely used.
The man smiled warmly and answered kindly, “I’ll go.”
After everything was cleaned up, Mo Shichen went back to the underground parking lot, carried up the suitcase he couldn’t move when he came here at night, picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
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