Fu Jinghen blinked slowly, "Baby, are the bad things in your eyes only this simple?"
"..."
Wen Qiao's face turned red, and she forced herself to straighten up and turned Fu Jinghen's face back, "Just focus on washing the dishes, no slacking off."
Fu Jinghen slowed down and sighed, "I have no motivation without a reward."
How has he become so shameless?
Wen Qiao's mouth gaped open in an "o" shape, "Fu Jinghen, you've changed. You're not the aloof Fu Jinghen I met for the first time."
"Why would I keep up the aloofness just in front of you?"
Fu Jinghen's gaze lowered to her lips, his intentions could not be more obvious. After waiting for a while and seeing that Wen Qiao still hadn't reacted, he sighed again and turned his head back.
Wen Qiao exclaimed, "You're really annoying now."
Though she said this, she still tiptoed closer to him.
