She pulled out another separate bundle, "I also brought you a few clothes and two pairs of shoes. You should change frequently. If there are any you don't have time to wash, just give them to me. I'll take them home to clean; you don't have to lift a finger."
Seemingly nagging? She felt she was indeed nagging, but... having someone by your side willing to fuss over you nonstop seemed like quite a blessing.
Meng Yuhuai smiled, standing patiently to the side. She would say something, and he would respond, curling his lips, "I'm not that busy. It's just a few clothes; I can wash them myself. There's no need..."
"Are you silly?" Hua Xiaomai cocked her head, half seriously and half jokingly glaring at him, "If you keep fewer clothes by your side, I can use it as an excuse to visit you more—unless you don't want me to come? But I miss you, what should I do?"
