Yuntian lowered his gaze, looked at the pile of towels in the basin, raised his eyes to look at her, and pursed his lips, "Who told you to wash these?"
Feeling his anger, Xiatian hurriedly reached out to pull his hand and said with a smile, "Everyone in the crew film is busy filming, I'm just lending a small hand, it's really nothing."
Yuntian grasped her cold little hand in return, his expression even darker, "Who told you to wash them?"
Xiatian pouted, lifting his hand to nuzzle against her cheek.
"Alright, I'm almost dying of discomfort. Do you plan to let me wear these wet clothes all the time?"
In those years when she was banned, she had done all sorts of odd jobs in the crew film to make a living and would get scolded for any minor mistakes.
Besides, this time she just wanted to help out so that the young girl wouldn't be scolded. If Yuntian knew, who knows what he might do.
