"No more washing clothes next time!" Logan Zhuang had a distressed expression on his face, and his heart was twitching with pain.
He held Madeline Siqin's white jade hand. At the first joint on the back of the fingers, there was a circular opening about one centimeter in size on each of the index and middle fingers, revealing the scarlet tender flesh inside.
"I am incompetent. I can't even wash the clothes." Madeline Siqin turned her pretty face away, and her fair face turned slightly red. She didn't know whether it was out of shame or shyness, or both.
"My dear, you are so capable. I had forgotten that you are the eldest daughter of a wealthy family. You must have never washed clothes before." Logan Zhuang's face was full of heartache, and these two little wounds seemed to be opening on his heart.
"She's just a Concub!ne's daughter, but she has never washed clothes." Madeline Siqin wanted to pull her hand away. She didn't expect that Logan Zhuang's eyesight was so good. She came in to bandage it with rags, but she didn't expect to be discovered just by taking the strips of cloth.
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