Xiang Yiqing didn't reach out to take the phone. "Just two pieces of clothing. Ask her what's up. If there's nothing, hang up and come take a shower."
As he spoke, he scrubbed the collar of the white coat.
His slender fingers, having been soaked in laundry detergent water, looked even more fair, glowing under the light.
Xin Xiaoxiao watched, her heart softened. She had never done anything for him before.
"Let me wash it." She insisted on washing.
Xiang Yiqing couldn't do anything about her, so he withdrew his hand, shook the water off his hands, took the phone from Xiaoxiao, and put it to his ear.
While talking on the phone, he went and turned off the hot water that was running.
Lun Shujun laughed and said to Xiang Yiqing, "It's nothing, you go bathe and sleep. Remember to cover Xiaoxiao with a blanket when you sleep tonight."
With that, she immediately hung up the phone.
