Ye Shushu's expression was fully taken in by Gu Feimo.
He furrowed his brow slightly and let her go.
"Why are you leaving?"
Perhaps it was because he saw her endure the pain earlier, his tone softened a bit.
"Mom asked me to go on a trip." Ye Shushu casually replied.
With her hand freed, her actions to help him wipe his hands became more relaxed.
"Are you so unwilling to get the marriage certificate with me?" Gu Feimo said coldly.
"Maybe? I haven't planned on getting married yet." Putting down his hand that she had wiped clean, Ye Shushu turned and walked towards the bathroom again.
Just like that, she kept washing towels, kept wiping his hands, his face.
Until Yang Tao brought back dinner, Ye Shushu didn't say another word.
The room temperature was very low, and Yang Tao was surprised for a moment when he pushed the door open before taking a step inside.
