She spoke and pushed him hard, adding, "Young Master, I'm going to hang the clothes first!"
He wasn't planning to stay here, was he? The sea breeze is strong now, and if we hang the clothes on the balcony, they'll dry quickly.
"No need for such trouble, there's a dryer here." He got up too, took out the clothes, walked to the dryer, and turned it on.
Xia Qingqian quickly went over, snatched the clothes from his hand, and said, "Young Master, let me handle these chores!"
Watching a big man like him do these things, she couldn't help but feel a bit heartache for him.
Mainly, she couldn't bear the thought of him doing these tasks, they should be done by a woman, not a man like him.
"I can help you with some of this; I've been a bother to you all afternoon." He embraced her from behind, rested his head on her neck, and slightly turned his head to suck on her earlobe, gently speaking.
His warm breath sprayed on her skin, causing her body to shiver involuntarily.
