Anyang sighed, walked over and squatted in front of her, and wiped off the foam from her nose.

Comrade Xiaoqian squinted her eyes slightly and looked enjoying. Until the foam was wiped clean, she smiled at Anyang and poked him gently with her hand.

Anyang wanted to grab her hand, but she avoided it.

"No, there is laundry detergent on your hands, it's slippery..."

An Yang chuckled and turned to rub her head.

"Look at you, you have used laundry detergent for so long and it's still full of foam. Don't wash it first. I'll teach you how to use the washing machine and you won't have to do it yourself in the future."

"OK."

He taught Comrade Xiaoqian a new skill, and Master Anyang lay back on the sand. Only then did he understand why the system said that the rules of the original world were incomplete and the world structure was unstable.

Take the Ghost Story World of A Chinese Girl for example. Many settings are entirely for the plot, which makes it extremely unreasonable. In the original plot, a female ghost who has been a Taoist for a hundred years can't even have a basic magic technique and has to take a bath and put on makeup by herself. In the real world for half a year, her Taoist practice has been hundreds of years, but because the director did not set her the ability to use magic to wash clothes and cook, she actually had to do it herself.

Soon after, the washing machine began to buzz.

Xiaoqian came over with a glass of water and put the water in front of him. Then she sat down next to him, took out a handkerchief and started to wipe the water from her hands. She didn't say anything during the whole process.

Anyang also grabbed her hand and pulled out a tissue to wipe it.

The temperature rose slightly in early March, but it was still very cold overall, especially the tap water, which was biting cold. Although Xiaoqian was not afraid of the cold, it made her hands feel unreasonable.

Perhaps the foam was not rinsed clean and the hands were a little smooth.

Comrade Xiaoqian put down the handkerchief after the water was wiped clean and he didn't even let go of the lines between his fingers and palms.

Anyang did not let go of her hand and said with a heartache: "Do less like this in the future and just stay at home. It's like this saying goes, well... I'm responsible for making money to support the family, and you're responsible for being as beautiful as a flower."

Xiaoqian smiled and said, "I can also do laundry and cook."

Anyang picked up the water from the coffee table and drank it, smashing it.

Not long after he got home, his cell phone rang, and it was Shen Chaowen who started calling.

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