"Ye Gushen!" she shouted sternly.
"Regretting it? Want me to wash it for you?" Ye Gushen threw the clothes in his hand toward her.
She couldn't avoid it in time, and the bundle fell right into her basin.
"Ah..."
She, along with the basin, fell directly onto Ye Gushen, "How could you be so disrespectful!"
"I'm only twenty-six!" he said, helplessly gathering up their clothes.
She rushed out, feeling empty-handed. Did she really have to let Ye Gushen wash them for her?
If she didn't let Ye Gushen do it, she completely wouldn't be able to herself...
She turned back, just as Ye Gushen came out of the bedroom, his tall and large frame approaching her.
"Uncle Ye, how about we just throw them away!" she suggested in a small voice.
Ye Gushen's hands clenched tightly, he looked down at her still flushed little face, "Tang Suiyu, have you always been this wasteful since childhood?"
