Xiang Yiqing did not reach out to answer the phone, “Just two pieces of clothes, ask her what’s the matter, if it’s okay, hung up and take a shower.”
He said, rubbing the collar of his white coat.
The slender fingers, after being soaked in liquid laundry detergent, became more white, glowing in the light.
Xin Xiaoxiao looked at it, soft-hearted, she had never done anything for him.
“Let me wash.” She insisted on washing
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