It seems that Xiaolong also likes Jiang Hanxi, but Jiang Hanxi is not that familiar with him yet, so they are a bit difficult to get along with.
"She's just a child, how could she possibly understand how to wash?"
As Wang Feng spoke, he mentally told Xiao Long to keep eating and not to worry about this.
When Xiaolong heard his father's voice in his head, he turned around and continued eating the ore.
He looked completely clueless, as if he knew nothing and understood nothing.
"Then I won't wash it."
Seeing this, Jiang Hanxi knew that Xiaolong probably wouldn't understand her meaning, so she said something directly, her tone firm.
"No! It needs to marinate until it's fully flavored."
Wang Feng turned around and opened the flower essence bottle under Jiang Hanxi's ashamed and indignant gaze, pouring some flower essence into the bucket of water.
Place a scented towel inside and soak it...
Every extra movement Wang Feng made made Jiang Hanxi's heart beat faster.
"Also, you need to change your clothes, so we can change them at the same time."
While wringing out a wet towel, Wang Feng casually spoke to Jiang Hanxi.
"don't want."
Jiang Hanxi refused every time, but Wang Feng seemed not to hear her each time.
"Don't worry, it's not like I didn't watch it..."
Wang Feng was halfway through his sentence when he realized he might have let something slip, so he quickly stopped himself.
But Jiang Hanxi seemed to have already understood, and her ears turned bright red instantly, though she obviously didn't realize it herself.
In just one day, she lost count of how many times her face had burned and how many times her ears had turned red.
She felt her face and neck burning right now.
"Didn't you see anything?"
Jiang Hanxi had already vaguely guessed it, but she still blushed and pretended not to know, asking in confusion.
"No."
Wang Feng said it was nothing, threw the towel into the bucket, and then turned around and squatted down in front of Jiang Hanxi.
"I'm going to take off your clothes now, look how tattered they are."
As Wang Feng spoke, he tugged at the tattered sleeve on her right shoulder, which was completely torn open.
You can vaguely see the thin gauze skirt clinging to your skin underneath.
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