Let him go a month without a bath, and he'd surely die of misery.
"Wife!!!" Sure enough, the moment Ye Zi'an heard it, he wilted.
"Hehe, so what's it going to be, huh? Xiao'an, are you agreeing or not?" Yang Chuxia chuckled as she caressed his handsome face, in an exceedingly good mood.
"Wife, why do you put me in such a tough spot?" Ye Zi'an grumbled as he rubbed his freed ear, looking extremely wronged.
"Be good, don't feel so aggrieved. Hurry up and go, I'm waiting for you. Be quick about it." Yang Chuxia pushed him out the door and swiftly went to find some clean clothes for him to change into.
Once Ye Zi'an resigned himself to his task and hauled the water up, he quickly took a bath, feeling utterly content afterwards.
"Xiao'an, hurry up and clean the room properly; you need to be quick, and make sure mom doesn't find out. If she does, I'll say you were the one who bathed."
