After the meal, the Emperor took the initiative to clean the dining table and wash the dishes.

"You...can wash dishes?" Bai Qianchi looked at him with uncertain eyes.

“Is it difficult?”

Just wash dishes, what can I do?

Bai Qianchi looked at his hands that he couldn't help but want to treasure.

Although he was a soldier before and had many guns, except for an insignificant calluse between his right index finger and his thumb, these hands were simply impeccable.

To be honest, even she was reluctant to let such a pair of exquisite hands wash dishes.

"Then you go." He certainly wouldn't let her wash it anyway. If he wants to wash it, let him try it.

"You go to the sand and sit and rest, I'll do it."

"Okay." Bai Qianchi came to the living room with great confidence and let the Emperor Shaojue make trouble alone.

Bai Qianchi came to the living room and looked at the new furniture and ornaments in the living room, and felt very good.

"Well... there are still some decorations. I'll go to the accessories store tomorrow."

Today, I always lose my mind when I buy things and go to the mall three or four times.

She could have asked Liefeng to buy it directly, but she wanted to choose it herself.

After a day of struggle, I finally looked like home.

Bai Qianchi stood by the window for a while, but finally he was worried and secretly went to the kitchen.

He tiptoed outside the kitchen, leaned over the door frame and looked at the tall figure by the sink, constantly rinsing the dishes and hands with clean water.

Bai Qianchi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he did not disappoint her.

"What are you doing?" Bai Qianchi suddenly spoke, looking at the Emperor Young Master who was about to throw the bowl in his hand into the trash can.

The sudden sound scared the Emperor.

The Emperor Young Master turned around and looked at Bai Qianchi who was lying on the door frame and looking at him with a little head exposed, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I... can't wash this oil no matter how hard I wash it. Otherwise, I won't want this bowl anymore. I'll buy new ones every day." Emperor Shaojue grabbed the bowl full of oil in his hands, and his hands were covered with oil.

It's really a rare embarrassment. It's probably the first time I haven't done anything well when I grow up.

"Don't you know there is a dishwashing liquid in this world?" Bai Qianchi walked in.

Throw it away? Buy a new one? Should you be so spendthy?

“Dishwashing liquid?”

"Well, I thought you knew." Bai Qianchi took out the bottle of dishwashing detergent he just bought today and squeezed some into the sink.

Then he gave him a dishcloth: "Wash it."

"Is this thing harmful to the body after eating it?" The Emperor Shaojue picked up the bottle of dishwashing liquid and looked at it.

"It'll be fine if you wash it a few more times."

"Oh." The Emperor took the dishcloth and washed it again.

Sure enough, I was no longer troubled by oil stains and was washed very easily.

Looking at the corner of the Emperor's mouth gradually rising, Bai Qianchi couldn't help but smile.

After rinsing it over and over several times, the Emperor Young Master put the clean bowl, then washed his hands and said to Bai Qianchi: "Okay."

"Not bad." Bai Qianchi pulled a few tissues and grabbed his hand to wipe it.

"Then, is there any reward?" A man looked expectant.

Bai Qianchi looked up at him and continued to wipe his hands: "Low, it's too high, I can't kiss you."

After hearing this, the Emperor Beg bent down and picked her up: "It's OK."

Bai Qianchi hugged his neck and kissed him on his thin lips. Seeing that he was so happy that he could not see him. Bai Qianchi was a little funny: "Why do you like me to kiss you so much?"

"Just like it." The Emperor Young Master hugged her and turned out of the kitchen.

After hearing this, Bai Qianchi hugged his neck and kissed him several times on the face.
Chapter completed!