Li Xiaoyun: "..."
She felt a bit of warmth at the tip of her nose.
"Do you have medicine at home?" Zhao Dingli asked.
"Yes." Li Xiaoyun directly stuffed the ointment into Zhao Dingli's hands, "You apply it yourself."
Zhao Dingli: "..."
This wasn't part of his plan.
"Do you have the strength to change into pajamas?" Li Xiaoyun asked.
"Yes, don't worry." Zhao Dingli nodded.
"Where are your pajamas? I'll get them for you." Li Xiaoyun said again.
"They're in the second drawer on the far left of my wardrobe." Zhao Dingli replied.
Li Xiaoyun went over as instructed and opened the drawer, seeing Zhao Dingli's pajamas neatly folded.
Zhao Dingli doesn't like outsiders at home.
He especially doesn't like strangers touching his clothes, let alone intimate pajamas.
So, apart from regular cleaning, only the housekeeper comes over.
These pajamas are all organized by Zhao Dingli himself.
Being a big man, yet his clothes are folded so neatly.
