After a meal was finished happily, Xu Yimo took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Veronica wanted to help him, but he pushed him out: “I’ll come, I’ll come, I will wash it very clean!”
“Why don’t I help you? You wash me clean.” Veronica stood at the door of the kitchen, “You don’t want to work with me?”
Xu Yimo struggled, and Ai Ai said, “But… but washing dishes hurts hands.”
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