"Bath? What bath?"
Leng Qingxue arched her delicate brows, her tone turning somewhat displeased. "I'm begging you, can you be serious for once? I really give up!"
"If you don't want to wash, then don't, why are you snapping at me?" Yan Xiaoyi looked completely bewildered. She picked up a jujube and sat back down by the edge of the bed. "Do you want one?"
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