Gu Qingcheng glared, her tone unfriendly, and said, "No way!"
"You couldn't give Xiao Ye a bath, warm his bed, or satisfy his desires!"
"Stuff like giving him a foot massage—you just have to do your best, and that's fine."
Jiang Xue'an put her hands on her hips and said, "Madam, whatever a little maid should do, I have to do it, and I must do it. That's my duty."
"I'm not only supposed to serve you well, but also serve the master well."
Gu Qingcheng shot her a sideways look, "You're not listening? Are you sure about that?"
Jiang Xue'an replied with grievance, "Xiaonannan always listens. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do, but I hope you won't stop me from being a little maid."
Gu Qingcheng felt helpless, "The way you say that makes me sound like the bad guy."
"I haven't stopped you from being a little maid."
