After sending Ning Hao home, she watched him brush his teeth and wash up, organized the things he needed for class the next day, checked the weather forecast to confirm the temperature for the following day, got his clothes ready for a change, and was about to pack the dirty laundry to take it away when the little guy blushed and snatched them away.
"Sis, I've grown up. I know I should hand wash these underwear and socks separately. My mom taught me. I even know how to scrub shoes. I'll be very diligent in cleaning them, and I can use the washing machine too. I know to wash dark and light colors separately, so you don't need to bother with these. I can do it."
As he said this, FM stood right behind him, so naturally, he couldn't see the tears shimmering in their eyes. But Hua Yan saw it clearly and patted his shoulder with comfort.
