After more than two hours of work, Ji Nanfeng's room had finally undergone another major transformation.
When he was carried back to bed, dressed in fresh clothes, his body was clean and emanating a captivating fragrance.
Although the windows were open, the room had been so filthy that a lot of disinfectant was used, leaving the place filled with a mix of disinfectant smell and air freshener—a bit of a sharp, pungent combination.
Zuo Aiai pressed her lips together, thought for a moment, and then walked to the window. She pushed it open all the way, leaned out to take a look, and spotted a few magnolia trees downstairs in full bloom. Turning back, she said to the old steward, "Old steward, have someone pick some magnolias and put them in a basin filled with clean water, then bring it here."
"Understood." The old steward replied, smiling softly.
People who are thoughtful always stand out.
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