Gu Xijin nodded and let out a very, very tsundere snort. "I'm helping you, not him!"
His voice was loud. Tan Jincheng in the bathroom—if he hadn't shut the door tightly—should be able to hear it!
Yun Chu couldn't help finding it a bit funny.
A man as mature as Gu Xijin actually had childish moments too?
"He's got a cleanliness thing, um… to avoid trouble… you'd better find him something he won't nitpick about."
Yun Chu tried her best to say this in a tone that wouldn't sound like she was provoking Gu Xijin.
Tan Jincheng had a cleanliness obsession and was extremely fussy.
When it came to clothes and all that, he absolutely refused to be casual.
So Yun Chu really didn't understand: with this whole body of stench, that utterly disheveled face, the mess all over him—how did someone with a cleanliness obsession even manage to endure it?
Because these demands came from her, even if Gu Xijin was reluctant to the extreme, in the end he still gritted his teeth and swallowed it!
