After breakfast, Huo Feng helped Pu Sangzhi with a batch of household chores.
The two of them weren't lazy, and when working together they didn't feel tired at all.
About Huo Feng...
Pu Sangzhi thought, except for his odd way of speaking, there really was nothing else to pick on.
So why say his mouth was odd?
Because he could say just about anything.
Random things, things from who knows where, all kinds of strange expressions, even swear words… all sorts of things, when they came out of his mouth, didn't sound out of place at all.
After getting used to his way of speaking, Pu Sangzhi didn't have anything else about Huo Feng that she could reject.
However, aside from his strange way of talking, Huo Feng's singing voice was actually quite pleasant.
That morning, Pu Sangzhi had been doing chores with him.
She kept listening to his endless chatter, or else it was his singing...
