After lunch, watching Luo Zhanning and Yang Suzhen get up and return to the bedroom, Chi Jingming raised his eyebrows. His gaze swept over the dining table and landed on Luo Peirou's face, "I cook, you wash the dishes, that's fair, right?"
"What if I say I don't like washing dishes."
Luo Peirou said softly, expressionless.
With a deflated look, Chi Jingming shook his head helplessly, sighing in a lament, "Alright, alright, I'll wash them. You continue being your Luo Young Lady, Second Lady, okay?"
As he said this, Chi Jingming got up and began to clear the dishes.
Just as he was about to start, Luo Peirou stopped him.
"Chi Jingming, I'm not that ungrateful. You're good to me, I'll be good to you too. I hope, in the future, things will be as good as you said."
Saying it earnestly, Luo Peirou smiled, deftly gathering the dishes and putting them in the sink.
