Mu Qiuniang didn't pay him any attention and went straight into the kitchen.
Jiang Nuo saw that arguing was useless, so he obediently followed her into the kitchen. The refrigerator was packed with food. She casually took a few items and started washing them.
The green cabbage leaves, the clear flowing water, her fingers were fair and tender, especially with the neatly trimmed fingertips, round contours, even the pinkness on the nails was so adorable.
Jiang Nuo couldn't tear his eyes away. Especially the little dimples on the back of her hand, appearing and disappearing with her finger movements, gave him an urge to poke them.
"Um... what can I help with?"
"What can you do?" Mu Qiuniang didn't even lift her eyelids.
"I... can wash vegetables? I can wash vegetables, really, I swear, I used to do it at the orphanage, I even helped them wash clothes..." Jiang Nuo started babbling as if he had opened a conversation box.
Mu Qiuniang handed him a potato: "Can you do this?"
